Precious Foot Cradles

It was a sad day, when I had to toss them; my favorite pair of sports shoes. Like an old, comfy friend, we walked and played together; until the linings were worn clean through, to the leather. Still, I held onto them; my precious foot cradles. When the day came to toss them, cracked soles, leaking rain water onto my feet; I worked hard to muster up the courage, to place them in the trash and my feet mourned their loss.