Shoelace Tightrope

I woke up right by the entryway rug and spotted a giant pair of blue sneakers waiting on the lower shelf! Long white shoelaces dangled down like hanging vines. I grabbed the aglet and shimmied up the braided cord until I reached the tongue of the shoe. Balancing on the very top edge, I tiptoed across the arch to look down into the deep, dark cavern inside. A tiny tug on the lace made the tongue wobble under my paper boots, but I held my arms out flat like wings and kept my footing!