Worn Out Sneakers
I have a pair of sneakers;
They are holey on one side and ripped on the other.
These sneakers are so comfortable that I think my feet found a new home.
My sneakers have seen many places.
They have stepped on land in 32 states.
They have been to 2 countries.
They were there the night my gramps passed away.
We put down some miles that day.
They have seen me cry, and fall flat on my face.
My sneakers have seen my accomplishments and my failures.
My sneakers are the reason why I can dream.
They are the reason that I have a destiny.
I am lost now you see for my sneakers wore out on me.
How do I just toss my sneakers aside?
They have been my best friends a good portion of my life.
So now it is time to throw them away.
As I continue down this mysterious journey today
I will have a new friend walking beside me instead.
As I say good bye to my old worn out sneakers.
Copyright © Cory Long | Year Posted 2011
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