Walk Up. Talk up.


When shoes are worn they are worn for a simple reason. My reason, to become the greatest I can become. So me and my shoes, we conversate, we cry, and we question throughout the day. The day is cold or the day is warm. However the day may go, we work together.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world
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