Not Shoes, But Galoshes!

Tackling the WordPress Weekly Writing Challenge a bit earlier this week. The concept is to Leave Your Shoes At The Door, and I thought for this challenge, I’d write something about my grandson. Like most boys edging up to a fourth birthday, he has almost boundless energy and the kind of enthusiasm (about everything!) that just makes me smile.

I wrote this sonnet because it represents what this boy is all about. I often reflect on what the world looks like from his point of view. In this case, figuratively walking in his galoshes might prove enlightening!


When the cares of the world start to close in a bit (not that my cares are terribly pressing), I always experience a change of perspective recognizing  how fully this youngster embraces and enjoys life. It’s beautiful and I’m a privileged participant!

About wiseblooding

Wife, mother, grandmother, follower of Christ ... I blog about all of these and more.
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10 Responses to Not Shoes, But Galoshes!

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  2. litadoolan says:

    Great texture to this rhythm! The sounds of the words paints the picture effortlessly.

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  4. Debbie Kuss says:

    That’s fun to envision as well as recite!

  5. Pat(ricia) says:

    Great post and take on the challenge! Such fun and beat – makes me want to get out and splash about – thanks for the memories – this brought back to my mind the wearing of actually galoshes – slipped over shoes or boots to protect them – the sucking sound they would make as we ran and trundled.

    • wiseblooding says:

      Thanks for reading! So funny how our memories become enchanted by those sounds (some of which are hard to make into reasonable words).

      • Pat(ricia) says:

        Lol – I so understand about the translation – I think some of those sounds could never really be captured, but we do our best. 🙂

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