Shoe Shine Boy
By Peter A. Todd 05/19/2010
Walking the streets all the day long
Whistling the happiest of songs
Tapping the windows as he strolled on past
With imprints of his knuckles not long to last
On bended knees as he polishes a shoe
Holding to his talents and convictions true
Snapping the rag as that shoe began to shine
With the beat of the Chaganooga in perfect time
A tap on the leg for the next shoe to the step
Another satisfied customer you can be sure to bet
A friendly handshake as he shakes the customers hand
Truly this God given day was the Masters plan
Traveling on to his next steps in time
Eager to make that next nickle or dime
This is my reflection of the boy with holes in his pants
Its the image of my youth from a second chance
My Gloucester by birth and my imprints made
From the miracles of my Faith through sadness saved
The words from my inherited heart of blood and soul
A spirit of my mother's prayers to treasure like gold
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