Shoes made for walkin'

These shoes have walked on Pele's hair, combed across the brow of the big island.

They've run across pitch and down sideline as futbol dreams of youth kick 'round.

Up and down the steps, and round about the yard, a tool for work, a toy for play.

A form fitting fortress against assaults by land, air, or sea. These shoes have stood beneath me, and kept me on my feet. For every journey they've taken, they've taken me with them.

And now they must walk away alone. Reuse, reduce, recycle.