Filla

We’ve walked a many mile together, tethered, you and I.

You gave your all, and now your soul is weathered, same as mine.

The things we’ve seen and things we’ve done, the places we have been

Impart a part to you and I, embedded deep within.

And you and I, as we have been, won’t always be the same.

As the more than we adventure, the more you’re rendered lame.

But if I had to do again the things I’m meant to do,

I’d do them all with you, my friends, you were my favorite shoes.