At the end of a rainbow

Lucy found her diamond sky

The whistle of a cobbler

on January 1, 2012

There are shoes to mend, there are slippers to send
to the old man across the street
I see him sew the worst of shoes,
though there are no soles to grace his feet
Polishing boots till they shine all day
People just toss a few coins if they may
I once ventured to ask him ‘Why?’
His eyes were smiling but I heard a sigh
The boots were fewer, less shoes to mend
After all, people had more money to spend.
Who wanted old slippers to be fixed, it was such a chore.
To find the old man who whistled his tune no more.

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3 responses to “The whistle of a cobbler

  1. Bharath Hariharan says:

    Poignant and touching…
    “The boots were fewer, less shoes to mend
    After all, people had more money to spend.”
    How ironical and how true!!

  2. sid says:

    R. K Narayan in the making… 🙂

    BTW ,You clicked the Pic?

  3. N says:

    I have always felt sorry for cobblers. Always.

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