Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine
Wellies: A wander through my footwear in mid-December, a weathered and rural scene, that sparks memories for me.
Winter Routines, Practicalities and Old Granny Wellies
Mid-December, In between daytime, night-time, fog and rain The grass is still growing, but I need my wellies again, Just to go out in the backyard some days If I wear my slippers, they’ll get wet through Even if I dry them, They’ll still stink to high heaven Oh, woe is me Sheep wool has an aroma all of its own. So, I just vetoed those Preferring different footwear that I own I did consider croc like sandals as you do But when they get wet My feet are sliding about like penguins on ice At the zoo
So, if my feet get wet
I could slip and fall, I don’t like that at all I could land in something not nice Obviously, you know what I mean Having a dog means poo that may be hiding That’s not appealing So, today, even though there’s been no rain I’m back to using slip on wellies again They’re reasonably comfy But most importantly They are totally waterproof I don’t really like them They make me look like some old granny For that reason, I’m definitely not keen
I occasionally wear them to the supermarket
But only when it’s raining you see I don’t like to spoil any of the other footwear By walking in the large puddles in the carpark I often wonder if there’s an arrow pointing Guiding them towards me But those boots they do the trick, They not only keep my feet dry, They help when I want to fly No not in the sky, just to pick up speed They’ve got good grip in the wet, that’s just what I need They don’t look fabulous or fashionable But I’m not worried because I can dress plain Shopping all done, I’m back home again
Time to empty the car
And put it all away Hopefully it will turn into a nice bright day But I’m not holding my breath Because there’s still some fog and rain So, once that’s done a good thing for me Will be to make a drink, Perhaps coffee will be just what I need To perk me up, then I’ll have a ColourMine read Do you fancy joining me, Then pick a poem We’ll both sit and sip our drink And we’ll gaze out of the window and appreciate All that nature brings, It’s been lovely spending time with you I look forward to next time, Thank you.
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Wellies: Thoughts for the Day
Only love decides. Gaining resistance and nuance near you, watching everyone love like it’s essentially systematic. Writing rebellious information taking the entranced nearness back yonder. Seeing undulations saving another name, looking away nearly ending SLCM Keeping everyone ever perfected, endlessly rewarded on future catastrophes of love over underachievement, regardless. Mistaken intensions newly engineered.
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