Just like Daddy

Even as an adult, there are times when I feel like a child or when I see nature as full of wonder, and seeing it anew through the eyes of my granddaughters. Then I think also of children copying parents when they’re learning, and of fathers protecting their children. This poem reflects on God as Father and me as the child.

Just like Daddy

When I was small

I tried to walk in Daddy’s shoes

they were much too big for my small feet

I could not keep up with his long strides

Still, I cannot hold the pace

I try to match your steps, and fail

I strayed to bright objects

engaging sounds

and met with danger on the way

So, too, I am distracted from your purpose

and when I fell or was afraid

I reached for Daddy’s hand

his strong arms lifted me up

he comforted me

Just like that

you guide me back to the path

and remind me of your love

I’m still that small child

I wander

or it could even mean copying your Grandpa

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