A curious thing is a shoe in the road,
alone and departed from the foot it once knew.
How did it come to be there this way,
with not a soul around?
Is there a being traveling this road with one shoe on
and the other mysteriously missing?
Or did someone acting mischievously
Just toss it there as they passed by
Knowing that another, such as myself,
Would find it and begin to puzzle?
With questions unanswered and
my mind still wondering,
I decide to move on.
Yet, first, I pause to slowly gaze downward
just to be certain I still possess both