My shoes

I need to remember 

That my shoes 

Are the new ones

The ones that carry the weight 

While carrying the love

That have the questions

But hold the answer

I know how he sleeps

I know how he smiles

I am here with him  

Everyday 

In her eyes I may be the enemy

I may be their nightmare

I may not be doing things 

The way she wants them done

In these shoes 

I call the shots 

While she waits

I dress him and bathe him

I cuddle and console him

I know where he is

I know how he is 

It is so hard within this 

System to look outside of yourself

Knowing that in the shoes 

I wear 

I am the lucky one

No matter what has happened 

Whatever choices have been made

The shoes she walks in 

Are much harder to wear...