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In Daddy’s Shoes

 

I watched him playing around my door,
My neighbor’s little boy of four.
I wondered why a child would choose
To wear he dad’s old worn-out shoes.
I saw him try with all his might
To make the laces snug and tight.
I smiled to see him walk, and then
He’d only step right out again.
I heard him say his voice so glad,
“I want to be just like my Dad.”
I hope his Dad his steps would choose
Safe for his son to wear his shoes.
And then a shout and a cry of joy,
A “Hello, Dad!” and a “Hi-yu, boy!”
They walked along the measured stride
Each face aglow with love and pride.
“What have you done today, my lad?”
“I tried to wear your old shoes, Dad,
They are big but when I am a man
I’ll wear your shoes. I know I can.”
They stopped and stood there hand in hand
He saw his son’s tracks in the sand,
His words-a-prayer-came back to me,
“Father, let my steps lead him to thee.”

 

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