The Voice Issue 30: July/August 2017 - Page 37

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I was younger

but I still remember clearly

how when you were over

you left your shoes by the door.

You and my brother were

upstairs

and I made sure no one was looking

when I slipped my small feet

into your worn Nikes,

several sizes too big.

I smiled and realized this was how close

we would ever be.

His Shoes

-EmilyAnne, Craftsbury, VT

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