my shoes of life are faded
as my socks in it are limp
they are companions to my journey
in roads, cold and weary
rain poured, we're both drenched and wet
sun blazed, we're both scorched and yet
they accompanied me, day and night
walked together, dark or light
alas! found home again, journey had ended
took off my shoes, and there i laid them
on the window, i stared with awe
as they rested, as if they're thoughts are so far
the cool wind brushed the white curtains
as i smell the roads and paths i have taken
the journey had been rough, hard and difficult
scraped knee, swollen feet, and tired legs are the results.
why voyage through the hardships you may ask?
why walk if i can smoothly accomplish the task?
the answer could never be plain
success is sweeter when hindered by pain
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