By Anne K. Kaler
Each day, I bend to tie my shoes –
Old ladies’ flat-heeled clumsy ones.
Each day, I loop-de-loop the laces round –
Tighter now to my foot in place.
Each day, I tie and tie again that double knot –
Snapping the second knot more tight.
Each night, I must untie both knots –
A nuisance when sleep beckons me.
Each night, I toe my tied shoes off –
Discarding work and woe.
Each night, I know the laces’ knots
Will stay secure and safe til morn.
My loves are knitted, knotted so
With laces tugged and twined alike
To form my life with tight-ted knots –
Double knots for lasting loves –
To keep me steady and firm of foot –
Those double-knotted loves of life.
Anne K. Kaler, Ph.D. As a life-long reader, Anne (always with an “e”) is now attempting to read every book in the universe, while helping to publishing more. Surprised to learn that she was actually a teacher, she persisted in that field for nearly fifty years until she started volunteering at PSB.