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