SEASONED COMBAT BOOTS

Spring:
Combat boots straight from the box
Begin to hurt my poor feet
Blister toes and crack my soles
Stiff leather retains the heat.

Summer:
When they've covered many miles
They take on a bright shine
Mould themselves to my skin
Then look and feel real fine.

Autumn:
Softly caressed joints and bone
I hardly know they're worn
So well drilled they shine themselves
Yet strongly resist a thorn.

Winter:
Re-heeled once, can't hold a shine
No longer looking quite so cute
Rolling ankles, twisting toes
It's time they got the boot.

©Copyright November 2002 by Ray W. Sarlin

Written for the October 2002 IWVPA Club Theme Project, Combat Boots