Shoes Never Worn
By Cheryl L. Miller 
Shoes never worn
Now sit idle
On the stand,
To remind me that
They never walked
Through snow, dirt nor sand.

No telltale creases
Or tiny wrinkles
To show the signs of wear.
The toes aren’t scuffed,
Nor is the leather cracked,
For tiny feet were never there.

Forever bronzed
In a shade of gold
To withstand the test of time.
A frozen memory
Of your quiet departure,
The shoes you left behind.