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said a little boy so frail, I'm following in your footsteps, and I don't want to fail. Sometimes your step are very plain... sometimes they're hard to see. So walk a little plainer daddy... for you are leading me. I know that once you walked this way many years ago, and what you did along the way I'd really like to know. For sometimes when I am tempted, I don't know what to do, so walk a little plainer daddy... for I must follow you. Some day when I'm grownup, you are like I want to be. Then I will have a little boy who will want to follow me. And I would want to lead him right and help him to be true. So walk a little plainer daddy... for we must follow you. |
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This poem is one that I have known my whole life. It is a poem that was bought by my parents as a wall plaque, and has been hanging up in our home for as long as I can remember... in Austin first, where I was born, and now here in Dallas. My dad used to read it to me and my brother when we were just little boys, and for the longest time I thought our daddy had written it especially for us. He told us that when ever he used to loose his patience with us, for messing something up, or asking a thousand questions in one day, he would go and read the poem to help remind himself of just how important his responsibility towards my brother and I was. He must have read that poem a million times when we were little... from what I remember of me and Ryan. But it must have worked really good.... because he's the best dad in the whole wide world.
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