Not Shoes, But Galoshes!

Tackling the WordPress Weekly Writing Challenge a bit earlier this week. The concept is to Leave Your Shoes At The Door, and I thought for this challenge, I’d write something about my grandson. Like most boys edging up to a fourth birthday, he has almost boundless energy and the kind of enthusiasm (about everything!) that just makes me smile.

I wrote this sonnet because it represents what this boy is all about. I often reflect on what the world looks like from his point of view. In this case, figuratively walking in his galoshes might prove enlightening!

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Sonnet: Good Gosh, Galoshes!

 

When the cares of the world start to close in a bit (not that my cares are terribly pressing), I always experience a change of perspective recognizing how fully this youngster embraces and enjoys life. It’s beautiful and I’m a privileged participant!

Renée
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12 thoughts on “Not Shoes, But Galoshes!

  1. Great post and take on the challenge! Such fun and beat – makes me want to get out and splash about – thanks for the memories – this brought back to my mind the wearing of actually galoshes – slipped over shoes or boots to protect them – the sucking sound they would make as we ran and trundled.

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