Sep 2021
My hollow frame is but a shell
A time trodden path
I've seen my father walk
And his shoes, his shoes
Are so familiar to my feet
Though perhaps a bit too small
They are like family to me
A time trodden path
I've seen my father walk
And his shoes, his shoes
Are so familiar to my feet
Though perhaps a bit too small
They are like family to me
I love my father. So similar, yet so different.
