March dribbles - 4

Some days shine. Sun-rays flick from finger-ends. Lines of light trail down the wandering creases, send your eyes to mine. I chase away your blues.

Some days shine. Steel of toe-caps bright as summer, glint of teeth that smile like sun delighting winter’s news.

Some days shine more than shoes.

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