There are his shoes. So where is he?
I ponder as I tie the laces, tighter than necessary.
Gone on to where shoes are not needed – my tears come easy.
This is a response to Sonya’s challenge, 3 Line Tales, where we write 3 lines about the picture above.
Actually, this is an excerpt from one of my other poems, called Missing Me, which was based on a very similar photo prompt.