Another Man's Shoes Poem by Randy McClave

I woke up in another man shoes
I then got the blues,
Then I looked in a mirror to see what I could see
It wasn't myself looking back at me.
Then I looked at the clothes that I was wearing
I couldn't stop staring,
Then I looked and I felt my clothes
It wasn't the apparel that I would have chose.
Then I looked and walked about the house
I thought to myself did I now have a spouse,
The house it now seemed so much smaller
Maybe I was heavier, and I seemed taller.
I was sad and depressed when I looked in the mirror
Was that me and am I really here,
Then I walked around and investigated the bedroom
This must be me and my life I then did assume.
As I walked and investigated me and my dwelling
I then began hearing cursing and yelling,
I didn't like how I looked or how I felt where I was
There was no joy, I was depressed and I felt no love.
Myself I then began to pinch
Waking up from this dream should be a cinch,
Was I asleep or was I awake
Or did my conscience reality finally did take.
I thought was this a dream or maybe a nightmare
Then I clasped my hands to God to say a prayer,
I wanted to go back to my bed and take a snooze;
I woke up in another man's shoes.

Randy L. McClave