In her shoes

These are my shoes. I have had them nearly all of my life. I love these little shoes, they are red leather and they still have the dirt of my childhood home ingrained in the tread. They remind me where I am from, they remind me of me.

This is one of my favourite poems. It is by ee cummings, and which, in a weird thread of continuity was used in the film, In her shoes.

i carry your heart

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)