Shoes.

my shoes,

there are so many!

too many,

i think i just my give some away or donate maybe

hey i think i just might donate some of my shoes, yeah.

here are my shoes i'd like to donate.

a small girl looks like she likes my old shoes from my childhood.

her mom has her wallet, i dont think they have enough money to buy them. 

just as her mother suspected, not enough coin.

here you can have my shoes.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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