Warn out shoebox.
You hold my greatest achievements.
My strengths and weaknesses.
All my favorite memories belong to you.
I see you there becoming dusty, but I know you don't mind.
You want to protect all those memories for me.
So one day, I can show my kids all the joy you hold inside.
Although you may just look like junk to someone else.
You and I both know, you held my very first pair of official running shoes.
So please warn out shoebox,
Protect all my race bibs, all my newpaper articles, and all the ribbons I tied in my hair before a race.
Never stop being the box that holds my passion.
Never stop being, my warn out shoebox.