“Walk a little slower, Daddy,” said the child so small.
“I’m following in your footsteps and I don’t want to fall.
Sometimes your steps are very fast,
sometimes they’re hard to see;
so walk a little slower, Daddy, for you are leading me.
Someday when I’m all grown up, you’re what I meant to be:
then I will have a little child who’ll want to follow me.”
