He beamed at the pair of shoes he held
Looking trendy, shining black
He had brought them for his son Jack
With pride his chest swelled!

He had worked for months together
To fulfill his son's desire
He could no more take Jack's ire
For failing to get the crafted leather.

Today being Jack's 6th birthday
These shoes were a surprise present
He knew for Jack, how much these meant
For these very shoes, Jack would secretly pray!

His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden plea
A child exactly his son's age stood in the scorching heat
The blazing sun scalding his tiny feet
The child's plight he couldn't bear to see.

He instantly gave the boy the shoes polished
The boy's face lit up like a million stars bright!
His innocence couldn't hide his delight!
Oh how could he get so effortlessly what he had wished?

He saw the boy use the shoes on the roasting land.
Once again he had to face Jack empty handed
He prayed for Jack to be in bed
That life could sometimes be complicated, how could a six year old understand?