a tired boot lies on the sill
hangs out its tongue like an old dhole
snores and twitches a dirty sole
with a dried-on daffodil
it dreams of untrodden routes
long forest walks, steep mountain trails
and how it tells bedtime tall tales
to gaped-in-awe puppy-boots
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2018
unbolt me 
Tati really wrote out her ‘sole’ this time 😛
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Ba-dum-tish! 😉
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Oh what an image! “Twitches a dirty sole” – that’s deep.
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It certainly is! 🙂
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Beautifully Penned .
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Thank you so much! Tati will love hearing this!
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Not many dholes left to get old enough to stick out their tongues…
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Hee hee hee! 😛
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I love it
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Thank you! 😀
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Dee light fun!
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Hee hee! Thank you, Rae! 😀
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Strangely heart-warming I think. Maybe not what you were going for, but maybe it was!
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No, I think it kinda was, Greg, so I think you definitely read it in the right tone. 😀
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puppy boots- lol 😀
I am picturing the child-sized boots. Because I think brand new adult-sized boots would act more like teenagers. lol
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Ha ha! Yes, that’s true. They’d be terribly unruly, wouldn’t they? 😛
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A nicely penned personification of boots.
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Thanks so much, Marta. Tati will be so pleased to read your kind words regarding her latest effort!
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You are both always very welcome.
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Puppy-boots 😉 definitely unbolted!
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😛
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