Running Shoes

I learnt to run again. 

 

Different body, shaped by time and a full life.

Feet heavy and legs wobbly.

Time for finding my feet, gradually these muscles remember.

 

Movement recollects.

 

They work to familiar pace –

carry me through community.

Spot neighbours on pavements and friends through window panes.

 

I’m running for me, for myself.

Though, I’ll compare in trepidation

A minor flirtation…

 

…With running shoes.

 

 

 

 

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