Can't Fill His Shoes

by Dahni

 

When I was just a young boy Oh, how tall he was
and it seemed my whole hand could be held by just his two fingers.
 
We’d walk and talk and my little legs ran fast
just to keep up and I walked around in his shoes like boats
 
and knew, that I - Can’t fill his shoes!
 
 
Growing older I worked in his business
to be near the man I loved, admired and wanted to know more deeply.
 
Saw so many who loved, admired and wanted to be near him;
heard them seek his counsel - advice or to have him as their friend
 
and knew, that I - Can’t fill his shoes!
 
 
Later in life I took his place and he was transferred
and daily he was missed and asked about
and I tried to do my very best,
 
but knew, that I - Can’t fill his shoes!
 
 
I’ve walked many a mile in life; wore out many a shoe
and finally understood I must wear my own
and perhaps, leave a trail for others to do the same
and love as much and touch as much and help as much as I saw in him
 
for I know, that I - Can’t fill his shoes!
 
 
from the collections: THE TEAR & THE TENDER © 1997 1st
and LIFE'S A TRIP © 1997 2nd
 by the same author
anthology: ‘Prism of Thoughts’ © 1997  The National Library of Poetry
 

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