By The old shoes
(Ashes) from the heart glide
on shoes the specks (of time),
old shoes remind us (our) moments’ past,
so glued together (melodies) that they never rust
and neither do our souls – eternity’s (dance) in the old shoes!
(Ashes of time, our melodies dance in the old shoes!)
Thursday, August 03, 2017 🙂
Worlds of Words 