Walk a Mile in Her Shoes

She owns hundreds and thousands pairs of shoes.

They come in any shapes and colors.

People adore her.
Women covet and expect what sort of shoes she wears each day.

When she puts them on, she exudes:

beauty, attitude, class, power, intelligence, stability, 
contentment, happiness and love.

But these are all in the eye of her beholder.

Praises and awes linger as she pass with silence and grace.

she may stroll with style and elegance,

she may stride with strength and authority,

she may strut with class and attitude

she may run with glee..

But try walking a mile in her shoes and you will see

that every single step she takes, a part of her bleeds, a part of her aches.

For her shoes are not all made of feathers and soft cotton.

Her shoes are not all made for walking.
They may glitter with gold and silver but the feet feel and the eyes do not.

For some shoes have thorns, some have pebbles, 
some are too high and some are too hard and heavy that hurt with each step she takes.
At times the prettier they appear, the more painful they are.


So try walking a mile in her shoes and you will see.