At the very moment we enter a room where there are other people, we are looked upon from head to toe. My mom often said, “Take care your shoes, for it is by our hair, nails and especially our shoes that are we often judged.” Well, this poem is speaking about our shoes of life; the stuff we go through and get through and makes you who you are. They are the shoes that represent where you are in your life... the shoes you can’t judge because everyone is wearing their own shoes of life.