New Shoes

My old shoes had ripped.

I loved them.

Dearly.

So, I decided to salvage them.

I stuck some cloth over its holes.

I made them worse.

The glue made them hard.

They felt like steel-toed boots.

But I loved them.

Dearly.

So, I continued wearing them.

Today, my dad showed me this ad:

So, I decided to buy new shoes.
And I did.

But I'm still not giving away my old ones.

Because I love them.

Dearly.