That day on your birthday
When I gave you those bright and shiny yellow boots
You treasured them forever
You never took them off
It did not matter if it was raining
Or ever snowing
You wore those boots
Teaching you to ride your bike
It was kind of hard for you to pedal
For you were wearing those boots
The carpet had stains from your muddy feet
Still wearing those boots inside the house
And when I played my old records on that record player
You danced and danced all day
Jumping giddily around in those yellow boots
Playing a game of dress up with you
No matter what you wore
It always consisted of those same yellow boots
You also loved to draw pictures
Quite good for someone that young
And each picture you drew
They would be wearing boots- yellow ones like the ones you wore
Other birthdays you got presents
One you even got some boots
Pink, which was your favorite color
But you just tossed them aside
And scurried off in the boots you already had
Every night I would tuck you in bed
And you would place your boots at the end of your bed
Ready for in the morning when you woke up
When I came home from a day at school
You would run up to me arms open
Splashing around in your yellow boots
Hitting all the puddles just barely slipping
Come to think of it they were a little big
But you still wore them
You wrapped your tiny arms around my bent over neck
And hugged me tight
Like I was leaving tomorrow
But really I should have been the one hugging you
And as I place those dirty boots on your grave
Scratching off some of the dirt coated on them before placing them down
Letting a tear fall
And handing them over to you
So you could wear your boots forever
In your new home up in Heaven
