06/15/08

Runner's don't lounge, but if they do some read poetry, blogs or surf the web for other stuff.

THOSE OLD RUNNING SHOES

There’s a pair of old running shoes

 that sit on the stairs.

 worn down by the roads and beginning to tear

 The model sometimes change

 but to me they’re still the same pair.

They move up and down

With out making a sound

Seem to always be there like an old trusted friend.

I’ve read a lot of books and heard many tales

Looked at my life where it’s going where it’s gone

I’ve seen the world through the years

But nothing compares…  

To the way that I see it in those old running shoes.

In those shoes I’ve seen sunrise and sunsets.

Watched boats sail in and out of the bay.

Those shoes were there when my kids woke up in the night

 Took me where I wanted to go before the next morning’s light.

I’ve lost many things that took a piece of my heart

Prayed many times for forgiveness and a brand new start.

I’ve read a lot of books and heard many tales

Looked at my life where it’s going where it’s gone

I’ve seen the world through the years

But nothing compares…  

To the way that I see it in those old running shoes.

Those shoes where they’re laying low by the firelight

Listening to guitars on a rainy night.

Staring at me after another trip around the sun.

Had dreams come true right there in those old running shoes.

There’s a pair of old running shoes 

 That sit on the stairs 

 worn down by the roads and beginning to tear.

Sent in by Clark (with a little help from Kenny Chesney)

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