Dirty Boots

I have always worn boots.

I don't know what else to wear.

I wear them and rarely clean them.

I am prairie.

I am pioneer.

I am Oklahoma.

I am the plains.

I am plain.

Eventually I get a new pair.

Shiny and new.

And I like them.

But, I will not love them until they have proven themselves.

I will walk a mile to avoid getting a door ding. The vehicle I drive now is 2 years old and doesn't have a mark on it. I sweep, polish, dust, iron, whatever it takes to keep my things looking new and neat. I take care of things.

But, boots.

Boots, however, are best valued when well used, well worn.

I tend to dance with the one that brung me...