Green Sandals

At times I fail to comprehend the world inside me and even the one outside. This piece of text speaks stupidly of...umm...dunno..maybe of a kind of abatable nuisance.

A token to extend..
That thing to walk on a land..
Give me my green sandals back.
Now when you have taken my wings away,
Gimme my Green sandals again.

I cannot always linger.
I cannot keep dangling around,loitering around.
With Daffodils my feet are bound..
Gimme those Green sandals now.

Enough of presents showered..

Tons of strawberries eaten..

Now left on earth..

I would need those Green sandals.

Stories of lavish existence..

will ponder ever over me.

For things I heard, I stargazed but neva' seen,

I call for a pair of those, I'm utterly keen.

Give those sandals..and that color Green.