Saturday, November 21, 2015

A Little Fellow Follows Me

I came across this poem not long ago, though written about fathers and sons, it can easily be applied to me as a mom of daughters/sons too.  I'm thankful for my husband who is a wonderful loving example to our children! 

Graham holding our youngest son Luke, at the top of the Calgary Tower.  


A careful man I want to be;
A little fellow follows me.
I do not dare to go astray
For fear he’ll go the self-same way.
I cannot once escape his eyes,
Whate’er he sees me do, he tries.
Like me he says he’s going to be;
The little chap who follows me.
He thinks that I’m so very fine,
Believes in every word of mine.
The base in me he must not see;
The little chap who follows me.
I must remember as I go
Through summer’s sun and winter’s snow,
I’m building for the years to be;
The little chap who follows me.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is SO good - fitting picture as well. Thanks for sharing