Old Shoes edit

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Old Shoe

 

Old shoes tattered and worn,

sit in the corner,

maybe forgotten, so forlorn.

 

Laces frayed, covered in dirt and holes;

Soles worn and flapping.   loose                         this is sort of a still life, so the sole(s) wouldn't be flapping,,,,

But this old shoe sits not sad.   

 

Every scuff and stain a story to give.

A story of steps taken, roads well traveled.

Longing for the shiny and new

is to deny a life well lived.

 

Battered and torn, such a shoe

might sit sad and alone,

but shoes never do.

The best part of such a life 

is that shoes come in sets of two.

Rather than giving the shoes human feelings, I would cut that and focus on what remains.  I think your third stanza makes for a better ending.