Stressed

It's Poetry Friday! I got a text from my daughter this morning. Her 4 year old son asked to wear these shoes today. He's usually in flipflops or Crocs, but today he asked to wear his "stress shoes". And he named them: Bobo and Bernie. Then he proceeded to "Time Out" when he couldn't wear them to go outside and do yard work. There was a bit of a rough patch preceeding the "Time Out"... but we've all seen those, so I needn't describe the exchange that would lead to a need to calm down, right? Speaking of "stress shoes"... It was handy timing because I didn't know what I would write about. I had no poem, until then. Thanks, Grandson! Maybe next week I'll include his hand conversation at breakfast. "Come on, you stress shoes!" Stress Shoes I want to wear my stress shoes They're black and have real laces I think I'll call them Bobo And Bernie - with no faces.