A Pair of Jordans

A pair of 4 1/2  Jordans rested

at the door step

He was mudded

He held the open scars

from his soles

to his tongue 

He was ruinied

With the constant ruff play 

the long hours of running

walking 

jumping 

has lead to his current state 

Thanks to his owner 

A owner who has deserted him

Moved on from shoe to shoe

Yet he waited 

he watched his owner grow

the owner never came back 

and the Jordens' were no longer

at the door step