Sneaker

By , Wilmington, MA

Fast speed is upon the runner
Red flakes of color fill the sole
Energetic men and women   
Easy gold medal to take home

Running is what suffices my heart
Under the influence of my father
Nothing will defeat my style
Say nothing and it means everything


Dear white sneakers,
When i first opened your beautiful box
I have never felt so alive.
My jaw dropped at your shininess
I heard you scream my name.
Sorry for getting you dirty,
That mud puddle was our worst enemy.
I miss our glowing walks,
In the summer along the coast of cape cod.
Your owner and best friend.






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