text: Show Me Your Shoes
  
  The sunlight is a blue sky
  Mariachis walk past in trumpet time
  Floats in paper flowers
   blue, yellow, and red
  
  My three year old hands reach towards the float riders
  singing out, “Show us your shoes!”
  
  The heat rains plastic beads
  toward outstretched hope
  
  @LisaMims 2024 #poetry