These Boots…
Have walked along train tracks.
Have been washed in the blood of murder victims.
Have kicked in doors to get to unconscious women.
Have stepped in more urine, in more tower blocks than I'd care to think about.
Have kept my feet warm and comfortable on long nights.
Have been allowed into a mosque.
Have climbed fences to reach dead bodies.
Have run across football fields to try to save a life, and failed.
Have been spat on, vomited on and shit on.
Have stood in “remains”.
Have tried to find purchase while walking backward down narrow stairs.
Have defended me from drunks and druggies.
Have been run over by a 22 stone trolley.
Have been stared at by a daughter when telling them their mother has died.
For Pix, who denies she has a shoe fetish.
Thanks Tom, well said.
Great Post…..
Great Post…..
This is beautiful! I think I am going to steal your idea and do one too.
I put a fine, fine shine on my boots before my shift on Friday. The whole time, I was thinking that someone “across the pond” has the same idea as me.Thanks
–maddog
Lovely boots, emotive and evocotive use of boots … what do you look like?Glenda
Bla-bla-bla-bla-bla.
But what make of boots are they?!
What a sad, terrible life these boots had. How surprising that they still look solid strong and shiny!
have been through alot and to think that the person who wears them goes through that too… Amazing. Truly amazing.