Ravi Kopra

Grandma's Wedding Shoes

Poem by Ravi Kopra

I'm getting ready
For the garage sale tomorrow
My grandma passed away
A few weeks ago
She was a collector of things
You would never know.

I am thinking to sell
Her pair of wedding shoes
She wore one morning
Sixty years ago
Walking slowly
In a long tailed wedding gown,
Holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand
While her father held the other
Soon to be given away to her beau,
Walking beside her proud and smiling
In a wedding tuxedo.

Could she have wildly imagined then
That Thirty years later
Her unwed daughter
Would give me up for adoption
Shortly after I was born?
My mom, a poor mother
Could not face raising me up.

I look at the pair of shoes
They still look like new to me.
She saved them as a treasure
In the original shoe box, tucked
Under her wedding grown
In her old leather suitcase
Made in some small
Now a non-existent Texas' town.

The shoes are high heeled
Light brown, each with two leather straps
To go around the ankles
Some sort of a hybrid
Of dress shoes and sandals,
High fashion luxury of grandma's days.

I look at them again
And change my mind
I will not sell them
They are worth a fortune to me.

Sixty years ago
After I do, I do
The choir boy rang
the wedding bells
On the top of the steeple.
That moment, my grandma
Was wearing these shoes.

Topic(s) of this poem: wedding, grandmother

Comments about Grandma's Wedding Shoes by Ravi Kopra

  • Terry Dawson (1/23/2020 1:10:00 AM)

    Strange are the tides of fortune and nostalgia! Thank you for this haunting poem(Report)Reply

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  • Dr Dillip K SwainDr Dillip K Swain (2/13/2019 4:06:00 AM)

    A lovely poem dear poet! I had repeated reading of your last stanza! This beautiful poem stands endearing for lucid expression...10(Report)Reply

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  • Bri EdwardsBri Edwards (8/21/2018 10:34:00 PM)

    i REALLY LIKE IT! true story? i wonder if you have them on display in your home.

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    bri :)(Report)Reply

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  • Denis MairDenis Mair (5/23/2018 10:46:00 AM)

    Your poem poses an intriguing mystery. An adopted child grows into an. Somehow he came back into the bosom of his family. The lifelines are reconnected. His reverie over a pair of shoes is a memorial to his grandmother.(Report)Reply

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  • Savita TyagiSavita Tyagi (2/5/2018 7:47:00 PM)

    Very emotional and well crafted story. Something are really priceless and worth keeping as long as one can hold on to them. Thanks for sharing a lovely poem.(Report)Reply

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  • Galina ItalyanskayaGalina Italyanskaya (12/4/2017 3:40:00 PM)

    Such a moving story, nicely written!
    Thank you for sharing!(Report)Reply

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  • Sochukwu IvyeSochukwu Ivye (10/27/2017 1:25:00 PM)

    Beautiful. Profound.
    A pleasure to read.(Report)Reply

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  • Unwritten SoulUnwritten Soul (10/14/2017 3:53:00 AM)

    I enjoyed reading this narration, it has plots and moved from one time frame of past to present mind, it has a lovely sentimental feeling....definitely a beautiful poem!(Report)Reply

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  • Anjana Aravind (8/7/2006 4:00:00 AM)

    Really good narration


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  • A. B. (8/7/2006 3:02:00 AM)

    Ravi, this is a beautiful poem. Takes you 60 years back. I loved the story. Please don't send the shoes.


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  • Ashish R (8/7/2006 3:02:00 AM)

    Nice poem man.I liked it.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 7, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 23, 2017

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