Army Mom’s Safe Haven

Christina: Salty Boots

SALTY BOOTS

It was a snow and then a salt storm
when he went out to shovel.
When he went in to get warmed up
his boots looked like the devil -

Salt! All over boots and soles;
must have been quite the day
And then he sent the picture;
So I sent this poem his way.

Salt! Salt! Everywhere
and melting snow and ice
But for a clean, safe sidewalk
He had to pay the price!

Salt!

©Copyright March 2002 by Christina