She wandered lonely as a cloud

Emotions recollected in tranquillity, part 2

She wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o’er malls and mills,

When all at once she saw a shroud,

Alas, her recent credit card bills;

Beside the shelf, her pace did cease,

A pair of boots glanced up to tease.

Polished as the rings that shine

And twinkle on a sunny day,

They stood tall proud black sublime

Along the lines of Tudor bay;

Ten thousand saw she at a glance,

And other heels did strut and prance.

The shoes beside them winked; but they

Out-did the song routine in Glee:

A heel pad could not be but gay,

In such a soleful company:

She cried – despaired – but little thought

What joy the shoe to her had brought:

For oft, the taste of apple pie

In a stomach crying out for food,

Glides down the tongue to say goodbye

To hunger and a sullen mood;

And then her heart with pleasure fills,

And casts aside the scowling bills.