Little Feet

Little feet,
how you like to wander
down the hallways
down the stairways,
into breezeways,
and out to driveways.
How you love
to lead me to the places
that I need to go,
don't need to go,
and don't want to go.
Little feet,
You are so little,
doning your little blue shoes,
taking little blue steps,
yet you take me so much farther
then I ever would have thought,
or known,
or imagined.
And I want you to know,
my little, little feet,
that though we disagree
on where we should be going,
I'll be thankful,
for even your missteps.

Thank you.