RIP: My Gym Sneakers

I retired my gym sneakers, finally.

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At gym they bore the weights,
My steadfast sole – mates,
Had the last workout today,
Before they fade away

They are Reeboks,
Look ma, I wear no socks.
“I am what I am” they say,
I see it no other way

These Spikes of Fire,
Raised the bar higher
They danced and jumped,
As my heart pumped

Been out in all weather,
One rests below the other
Weary and worn,
Of their glory shorn

It’s a touching farewell,
From this poem you can tell
Retired from the race,
Old pals have found their resting place.

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