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Shoeless and the Girl

T Jackson

 

 

Shoeless had a walk,

He’d shuffle along as he dreamt up a song to himself,

Always alone.


Shoeless had a smile,

He’d amble about and stretch it out a mile and he’d laugh,

Always alone.

 

Shoeless had a way

Of clocking the hours, spending the day feeling fine,

Always alone.

 

He spiralled into a phase,

Locked in silence in a daze,

Considering the life that he had led.

 

He found that he couldn’t sing,

He couldn’t smile and couldn’t bring

Himself to lift his weary ageing head.

 

Shoeless don’t go away,

No-one’s really alone.

 

Shoeless saw a girl,

No more than four she was laid across the floor, and she was sad.

Always alone.


Shoeless wiped her tears

He took her in arms and sang her his charms and she smiled.

Why be alone?

 

He looked down into her eyes,

Felt the clouds begin to rise

And over them a light began to glow.

 

His voice was strong, his smile returned,

Her tears had dried as they both learned

There’s no such thing as being all alone.

 

Shoeless don’t go away,

No-one’s really alone.

 

Shoeless said goodbye but kept her close in his mind’s eye,

He’d see her smile when he was feeling bad.

The girl forgot the man but still can never understand

Why she takes her shoes off when she’s sad.

 

Shoeless don’t go away,

No-one’s really alone.

 

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