I have had these very old, beautiful,
Christening shoes for years,
and I almost forgot about them.
I have on and off used them as a decorative item,
or they have been stuck in my box with old lace.

Now, cleaned up,
and with a new silk ribbon,
they are ready for my daughters baby girl.

I am trying to investigate who they belonged to,
thinking it was my grandmother,
but I also know that my great aunt
was a master with embroidery,
so now I am in doubt.
And I don't have my mother to ask anymore.
Disse baby skoene
har jeg hatt liggende i rotet mitt i åresvis.
Nå er de blitt vasket,
og pyntet med nye silke sløyfer.
Kanskje kan de snart komme
til heder og stas igjen.
Christening shoes for years,
and I almost forgot about them.
I have on and off used them as a decorative item,
or they have been stuck in my box with old lace.
Now, cleaned up,
and with a new silk ribbon,
they are ready for my daughters baby girl.
I am trying to investigate who they belonged to,
thinking it was my grandmother,
but I also know that my great aunt
was a master with embroidery,
so now I am in doubt.
And I don't have my mother to ask anymore.
Disse baby skoene
har jeg hatt liggende i rotet mitt i åresvis.
Nå er de blitt vasket,
og pyntet med nye silke sløyfer.
Kanskje kan de snart komme
til heder og stas igjen.