From polished leather, fresh and bright,
To weary soles thatâve seen the night,
Each shoe has tales it longs to tell,
Of roads it walked, of times it fell.
Through bustling streets and quiet lanes,
In sun and snow, in joy and pains,
They bear the weight, they forge ahead,
With every step, new paths are tread.
The laces fray, the colors fade,
Yet memories in them are laid,
Of journeys vast, of moments fleet,
The miles theyâve known, the friends they meet.
So cherish each and every pair,
For in their wear, they show their care,
A testament to where youâve been,
In every scuff, a world within.