Those Old Shoes Poem by David duckworth

from the first step i took in you,
first day of elementary school i stepped in that gum.
i still wore you as i grew,
and i still charish you like you are new.
id still wear them if they'd fit and look like a bum.
and wouldn't even care if they say i look dumb

soles have fallin out yet your precious to my eye.
Stains all on you my toe playin peek a boo
if i ever lost you shoe i think that i would cry.
better yet i know i would i actually might die.
so for all of you please get a clue.
its not how you do its what you do.

you cant be where you are without knowing where you've been.
i didnt really know how to remember my past then at last.
i grabbed up my shoe n ran an got a pen.
took a deep breathe an counted to ten. and then.
i close my eyes and im back in the past.
not a worry in the world im free at last.