Friday, January 20, 2006

Two Little Shoes

While I'm thinking and blogging about songs, I couldn't resist sharing the one that is my special song for my little Jacob. It's a dear little song written by Deanna Edwards, entitled, "Two Little Shoes". In my years of longing for a baby boy, I envisioned myself singing it someday if we ever got so lucky (and we finally did). I remember the sweet smile on Jacob's face the first time I sang it to him during our "tuck in" time:

They are all scuffed and worn from adventures that only a child understands;
The laces, once broken, are mended; tied in knots by a boy's tiny hands.
When his two chubby arms come around me in a hug I can never refuse,
I think all the wonders of Heaven are tucked in these two little shoes.

And each night I kneel; my heart sings a prayer:
"Thanks, Dear God, for one little boy, and two little shoes on the stair."

When I think of the harsh words I've spoken when those shoes scattered mud on the floor,
I know that my heart would be broken if someday they weren't there anymore.
I see them at night, where you left them on your way to a dream coming true.
My heart fills with love overflowing when I look at those two little shoes.

And each night I kneel; my heart sings a prayer:
"Thanks, Dear God, for one little boy, and two little shoes on the stair."


...Thanks, Dear God, for one little boy (named Jacob...and his daddy, and his baby sister)...

1 comment:

Marsha Carlos said...

This song has haunted me since my boy died. I told him a million times not to leave his track shoes at the top of the stairs. Then I came home one day, there they were, and he had died a few hours before. He was 15.