This is Breast Cancer Awareness Month
When I saw that This Thing Called Life One Word at a Time had written a poem to her sister here Kicking Cancer I decided to re use and revamp a poem, I also wrote last year and post it for this month’s cause.
I wrote this poem last year to three people near to me all had Cancer. Three different tyes of Cancer. Two of them have survived, sadly my dear friend Karen died of Cancer of the Oesophagus , but the other friend survived a throat Cancer and my dear bubbly cousin survived Breast Cancer. I thought well you cannot shout loudly enough about Kicking Cancer so I took out my old poem dusted it off and revamped it for this month’s cause.
Why is it called red shoes, because my cousin loves her red shoes! She has to wear red high heels to work ( not quite the ones in the phot
My Red Shoes.
These are my, can do shoes! My not going to listen to you shoes!
My get up and go shoes! My stamp on and kick the shit out of the blues, shoes!
My ain’t gonna be be put on by you shoes! My skipping and dancing in the moonlight shoes.
My walking the righteous path shoes! my who am I kidding shoes?
My kicking up a rumpus fetch me my compass shoes!
My who you looking at shoes, my cop an eye full of this shoes!
My ain’t behaving well shoes. My dancing on the ceiling enjoying every second shoes!
My in ya face, fall from grace shoes. My come and get me shoes,
My tiny winy skirt shoes! My delights are on offer shoes!
My need a thrill shoes, my ones and twos shoes!
My I am bored shoes, my I want it now shoes!
My singing in the rain shoes, my apple pie up in the sky shoes!
My tipping the scales my way shoes, my light a candle say a prayer shoes!
My uppdido shoes, my yabbadabbado shoes!
My take a look at you shoes, my lookie lookie I just might let you touch me shoes!
My who am I kidding shoes, my I wish I was not such a wooze shoes!
My when is my turn shoes? My fingers burned all hopes spurned shoes!
My bridges burnt shoes, my lessons learnt shoes!
My on my own shoes, my without a home shoes! My nothing left to loose shoes!
These are my I can beat you shoes, my watch it! your days are numbered shoes.
My, we have your measure now shoes. My cut you out, kick you hard shoes,
My grind you into the floor shoes!!My laugh in your face shoes!!
My Cancer we will wipe you out shoes, My will without a doubt shoes!
MY WE ARE GONNA WIN SHOES!!!!my
Oct 06, 2014 @ 13:54:48
Wonderful post! I might fall off those shoes for sure! 😀
Oct 06, 2014 @ 14:25:34
Yes definitely shoes to be seen in not to be walking. From the car to the bar, from the bar to the car. 🙂 😉 thanks for liking the post.. xxx
Oct 06, 2014 @ 14:29:13
Oh yes and sitting at your desk. I always wear my torture shoes on days I won’t be walking much! Plus I carry my flats with me always! 😀
Oct 06, 2014 @ 15:31:34
OH! ye we definitely need the comfy flats with you at all times!! xxxx
Oct 06, 2014 @ 14:32:15
This is a fabulous kick A$$ poem. Love the shoes. L.O.V.E. the poem.
Oct 06, 2014 @ 15:30:29
And I meant every word of it!! ❤
Oct 06, 2014 @ 20:06:33
I believe that as well. ❤ ❤
Oct 06, 2014 @ 20:16:28
😉
Oct 06, 2014 @ 15:32:26
Such an whimsical, upbeat post about such a terrible diease. As a cancer survivor I can tell you that this poem is exactly the attitude needed for the individual to beat cancer.
Thank You Willow, great post.
Oct 06, 2014 @ 15:44:03
I meant every word of it!! the idea came from the fact that my cousin loves her red uniform and shoes so I hit on the idea of the shoes having the power to kick Cancer’s ass! xx
Oct 06, 2014 @ 17:51:39
what great energy you have put here, love
it!
Oct 06, 2014 @ 18:50:39
made me laugh, made me cry – I love ”yabbadabbado shoes’ I want a pair. But green. I love green shoes. Having a family score of 2-2 in the battle with cancer (loses – uncle, father; winners – brother, nephew) I love such a can do, beat that shit poem.
Oct 06, 2014 @ 19:20:09
It is the only way to face it Geoff. I think you have realized that though. Green shoes I think we can do that give me a moment. 😉 xxx
Oct 06, 2014 @ 19:21:35
energy love and hope , 🙂 xx
Oct 06, 2014 @ 19:28:46
http://img.costumecraze.com/images/vendors/eloper/73401-Mens-Green-Shoes-large.jpg or http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/318iqb-BTeL._SY395_.jpg 😉 xx for your Dad and your Uncle . These are your green shoes, your what to do shoes, your beat the bugger down shoes. Your not for you shoes, your no can do shoes! Your family braking even shoes your no more thank you shoes!! xxxx
Oct 06, 2014 @ 20:22:06
Thanks Willow. I will treasure this. :-))
Oct 06, 2014 @ 20:29:33
hehehehe! well lets hope it it is not the zenith of your treasures!! But I hope you like your green shoes!
Oct 06, 2014 @ 20:35:26
Back in about 1985 I went for an eye test. The optician, who was about my age finished the bits with the machinery and turned the lights back up. ‘Um, Mr Le Pard now do you find you have any issues suggesting you are colour blind?’ ‘No. Why?’ ‘I’ve just noticed your shoes and socks. That bluey-purple really doesn’t go with that green.’ Bloody women thought it as hysterical. I loved those green shoes. Thank you for their replacements.
Oct 06, 2014 @ 20:47:12
I think it was the opticians lack of foresight ( foresight/ eyesight!) that was at fault not your colour awareness! Bluey purple and green ? I see no problem! No the optician was the one lacking in taste! May the green shoes serve you well!! xx
Oct 07, 2014 @ 23:48:51
LUV your fun, energizing and vibrant poem 🙂 ❤ ❤ Pinned it in hopes of spreading encouragement @ http://www.pinterest.com/pin/12596073933265772/
Oct 08, 2014 @ 04:11:47
Thank you yes let’s spread the word and the hope. xxx
Oct 08, 2014 @ 18:55:01
Beautiful shoes.
Oct 08, 2014 @ 18:59:32
Yes they are and they kick cancer.
Oct 08, 2014 @ 19:00:00
Wow.
Oct 08, 2014 @ 19:12:57
🙂