His smiling face was known to all,
he whistled while he worked;
his humble shop was cramped and small,
and everywhere there lurked
a pair of shoes, a bag, or tack,
all waiting for repair.
His craft was good, his talent great
his fees were always fair.
But his shoes were magic it was said,
and in addition to perfect style,
his shoes caused wearers spirits to soar,
and on every face,
a
smile.
Ron Cole
September 2002
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