Walking in my Shoes

were you mocking me when you said
‘I wish I could walk in your shoes’

has your life has been so hard?
what you see in me?

who you think you want to be.

but you don’t know that.
how could you?

you’ve never walked my mourning paths
dreamed my broken dreams

lived their disappointment.
smiled - times you should have cried.

but I’d quickly learned -
‘big boys don’t cry.’

in these shoes I walked my first desire.
held her hand. loved her. she holds my heart

forever.

and in these shoes
I stood too shy

watched her walk away.
were you mocking me when you said.

‘I wish I could walk in your shoes’

Image; Art Johnstone. Different paths.