EsSHOEing Delivery

Years ago, shoemakers (at least the one in Milk River) were notorious for their "They'll be ready Monday" response whenever one went to the shop to ask about their shoes.

I thought this was cute. And very, very true...

At the grand old age of ninety, Richard’s Gramps had passed away,

And it was left to Rick to sell his home there by the bay,

And as he sorted, boxed and bagged the curious things he saw,

So many he had never seen. He looked at them with awe,

And in the pocket of a big coat in a closet. Right in back,

He found an ancient receipt. Wrinkled, stained with old boot black,

Apparently, t’was for some shoes his Gramps left for repair,

Back in 1955, the man had left them there!

Curious, Rick looked it up and found it listed still,

Then, clutching the receipt, he found the shop up on a hill.

The bell rang merrily as Richard pushed the door askew,

Then walked up to the owner, wond’ring what the man would do,

The owner was a grandson. Yes, the old man was his kin,

He looked down at the paper, turned and gave our Rick a grin,

“I do believe we have your shoes, just hang on there a sec.”

Then disappeared into the back to go and have a check,

A moment later, he appeared, said, “They are on the rack…

And they’ll be ready Monday.” Then he gave the paper back.

Photo Credit: Karen of bakinginatornado.com

Cause Mondays do get knocked a lot,
With poetry, we all besought
To try to make the week begin
With gentle thoughts,
Perhaps a grin?
So Karen, Charlotte, Mimi, me
Have crafted poems for you to see.
And now you’ve read what we have wrought…
Did we help?
Or did we not?

Next week, we will (Because it's close...)

Talk of WINTER. Its beauty and woes. 

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Topics for the next few weeks (with a huge thank-you to Mimi, who comes up with so many of them!)

Shoes (December 4) Today!

Winter (December 11)

Cookies (December 18)

Christmas/Hanukkah/Holidays (Dec. 25)

The Future (January 1 My last Poetry Monday)