Steps of Our Fathers
one foot after the other
we follow in the steps
of our Fathers:
many small steps;
observed with adoring eyes,
aided by gentle hands;
to span the Giants strides
in time the pace quickens
the first bond is broken
as hands pull silently apart, for
a fleeting grasp at independence
as gaits become mirrored
their paths reflect off..... in tangents
of divergent lives, widening the void
between Men, innocent and wise
until the day when youth
eclipses its source, all that can be.....
....is a step back in time
"hey, Dad....... can we have a catch"
dedicated to W.P. Kinsella
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