What is it about comfort's growing appeal?

New shoes at primary school

The teacher taught

But there was really no point

Because I had new shoes

Didn’t hear a word

Just wanted to admire

Those shiny new things

On the end of my feet

Every now and then

I’d raise my foot

And admire them anew

What colour, what shape!

I remember the glow

Of new shoes at school

They made the boredom go away

Thank goodness for growing feet

Then, in secondary school things went wrong

My feet began growing at an alarming rate

I started lying about their size

which seemed to be chasing my age

Instead of gloating at new shoes

I tried to hide them under my desk

Like I hid my spots with concealer

And my breasts with my school bag

When I was pregnant the doctor, unthinking

said thank goodness you’ve big feet

Your pelvic capacity is linked to your shoe size

Medical training should include a compulsory component on tact

For years either bumps or toddlers

Made me not notice my feet

They got me around

And wasn’t that enough

Then last week, I bought new shoes

I’ve been looking at them all day

Ugly nun’s shoes, that eat up the miles

what is it about comfort's growing appeal?

It’s been said that of all the things in your life

Make your shoes and your bed

the best you can buy

Because when not in one

Sure you are bound to be in the other