My buddy

In my boots

This kid

Has personality

At clearance

store volume

His comedy

His humor

Flows over

Cascades over

And out

Of those canoes

Some call

Boots.

Still small

Only six

And yet

His personality

Is too big

For these boots

He can already

Fill Daddy’s shoes

Regardless

How big of

Boots

They are

To fill.

All children

Can readily

Fill the shoes

The boots

Of their

Predecessors

It is my job

To not

Diminish him

To make him

Feel large

Not small

Empowered

Not embittered

Lest I make him

Too small

To fill boots

He is already

Too big for.