My Father’s Shoes

When I was just a child,

And beginning to explore the world,

I once tried on a pair of my father’s shoes.

Those black sneakers were so much larger

Than my little feet, I knew I had a lot of growing to go.

Now I have grown, and tried on his shoes again.

This time they fit as if they were my own.

But as I considered the way I was raised,

With love and firmness only a father can give,

I realized that while they may fit now

I still have a way to go

Before I can wear my father’s shoes.