Wait till you walk in my shoes; they appear to be easy and enjoyable.
They are hot and painful; tight and scorching.
The dark road of pain they had to walk on
They had to withstand enormous loads.
They had to trek on uneven roads and difficult trails.
The balance they had to keep on sloped roadways.
Five minutes in, you'll understand why they aren't yours.
I implore you, before you infer just on the outward condition of my shoe.
Consider the path you have undertaken.
That finding is sufficient to keep you grounded on your course.
Let each one be!
MitneyMitch