Summer Sandals

All winter, snow covered the ground.

Boots and thick socks tried to keep my feet from the cold.

Spring came in intervals,  warm then chilly winds.

I don’t recall summer weather creeping in as if it had always been there.

Today I threw on a pair of white sandals and painted my toenails black.

I enjoy the contrast.

Soon I know I will throw care to the wind and shed these sandals so my bare feet can feel the moist grass.

This was written for: Red Wolf Poems

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