My shoes

My shoes have trodden less travelled ways

The bumpy roads have made them old and weary

Now less fit to surmount the high rocks and spiky dangers of the mountains

In an attempt to reach the summit

Which, most of the time shrouded by shadows and clouds

leaving you stuck and unable to see the whole wide view –

Yet, more content and gentle to enjoy the familial trails of the endearing hills

where the easy-going winding roads sometimes surprise you with dotted trees of red leaves

or lead you to a hidden whole-new-world sea view

or just offer you a pleasant sight of a peaceful lake or a cheerful falling stream.

Thank you to my shoes that have come so far and brought me to where I am now.