You’re a deep green even the strings at the seams.

Another pair seems to be black and scratched.

A gray winter style, and a brown pair too.

A bloody red from my most uncomfortable shoe.

And my most recent, you were free and a hiking pair that fits perfectly upon my feet.

Oh how I love all of you. I crave more of you.

Confident you make me feel.

The compliments I receive when I have you there.