Blue, green, and white, they smiled at the world from the ground up. They were slammed, dragged, and kicked, and yet they continued to shine.
They tied and untied, they clicked and clacked.
And they spoke to people when they walked by.
“Hello,” they’d say. “We are happy shoes.” Then they’d laugh. “Don’t be shy, come say hello!”
Sometimes they were ignored, and sometimes people took notice.
“What character they have!” Delighted the listeners, and the shoes would redden at the praise.
But their most fulfilling day was one that was sunny and bright. They were waiting for the bus, alongside some subdued fellows.
And the man beside them, he listened, then he replied. “I had never before looked that closely at shoes until now” he said, “I didn’t realize what a difference they made.”
And through their stammering blush, the bright shoes beamed.
True story. Don’t be ashamed of being unique.