SylvieDDec2021

My aunt had enormous black leather shoes

One bigger than the other.

Every time I visited her

lightly skipping in my little girl’s red shoes

and my cherry patterned dress, she was sitting in the same armchair

She listened to me, her head tilted on one side

Her smile so sweet, loving.

Then one day, she was not there any more,

Her shoes in the corner of her room.

Adults in dark suits

That day, I swapped my child’s shoes for a pair of blasé teenager’s trainers

Sylvie D