I Am The Footsteps Along The Way

Poem By Leslie Alexis

He reads this every day
And he says the words I say.
“Precious child of mine,
No need to moan and whine,
For pain is absent from me
And my old eyes can see.
I can walk and even run;
I'm in the light of the son.
So take a break and smile.
It's this I do wish my child.
I look over you each day;
I am the footsteps along the way.”

Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis

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