Little Pink Boots
Written for Officer Kate, Fall 2011
Little Pink Boots, we saw you sit so quietly
Perched in the living room, not flinching or wiley
After a rock went through your window and your mother frantic
Because of someone else's temper, caused this potentially dangerous antic
Little pink boots what are you thinking? As all of the adults around you are screaming
And Officer Kate is gathering her information, you look on without hesitation
Little pink boots, is your life like this every day?
Chaos, mayhem and distress before and after you go out to play?
And what about the old lady Officer Kate had in tow?
A worn out case worker who has left the auditorium a long time ago
How will your life be in 20 years Little Pink Boots?
When you have watched tempers, police, caseworkers, disharmony and despair?
Those little pink boots, so pristine and worn with flair
Will a light shine in the hole of your window, even after the glass is replaced?
Or will it all continue to happen, the poverty, shame and disgrace.
Little miss pink boots may god bless you everyday
As I hope your childhood lets you play instead of pay.