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Buckle My Shoe

One, two, buckle my shoe, a lesson to be learned; Three, four, and so many more - times the world has turned. Cross the laces, make some loops, feed the laces through; Tighten them up and adjust - now you’ve tied your shoe. A temper and impatience don’t suit a child so rare; When blessed with a gift, treat him with respect and care. One, two, buckle my shoe; a lesson to be learned; Three, four, out the door, many times the world has turned.

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Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 5/5/2024 5:29:00 AM

loved reminiscing as I read your words. I especially like the subtle depth of "one, two, buckle my shoe; a lesson to be learned; Three, four, out the door, many times the world has turned." Indeed the world has turned and continues to turn since my childhood days when the greatest challenge I faced was learning to tie my shoes. Have a pleasant day, Sara

David Crandall
Date: 5/5/2024 8:02:00 AM

Sara, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Here's the inspiration - when my 32-year-old son, who now knows a lot more than I ever will, visited with his girlfriend over the holidays, he related the story of my impatience when I taught him shoe tying (and also, when I helped him with his homework, at times).