They've taken my "Hungry and Homeless" sign.
I've nothing much left that I can call mine.
I've lost all my friends, and I've left all my roots -
But I have got a pair of designer boots!
(With thanks to Tess at Magpie Tales for the picture)
I live with my husband in Devizes in Wiltshire where I spend my time writing, reading, riding (I am the lucky owner of a beautiful horse, Blue), and keeping up with my four children and an increasing number of small grandchildren (eight so far). I was for many years a nurse and a Relate counsellor. I have taught creative writing both at a local college and a prison, and I review a wide variety of items - including books - for the Amazon Vine programme.I write to death row prisoners in America, being a life-long opponent jof the death penalty. And I spend too much time blogging..
I can be contacted by email: franstott@waitrose.com
Oh, I do love those boots!
ReplyDeleteMe too!
DeleteI so need those boots...
ReplyDeleteVery expensive, though!
DeleteWhen life hands you lemons ... be sure you are wearing those designer boots!
ReplyDeleteLemons and boots....all you need really!
Delete"Doth not Brutus bootless kneel?"
ReplyDeleteVery funny, I really liked it! they are fabulous boots.
ReplyDeleteYes, they look quite modern, don't they?
DeleteBootilishess!
ReplyDeleteBoots are important!
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
I LOVE boots! Not too bothered about shoes, though.
DeleteYou know I am a fan of her boots!
ReplyDeleteI think we all are, Karen!
DeleteStout boots can carry you far. Great poem!
ReplyDeleteI'm curious as to what the picture really represents.
ReplyDeleteMe too, GB. How's New Zealand?
ReplyDeleteWhat more does a woman need?
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