If I wore my father's shoes

I wouldn't still be his height

I'd do dumb things

Couldn't be as wise

If I wore my brother's shoes 

I wouldn't still have his brows

I'd come later

And not be the first cry in the house

If I wore my mothers shoes

I wouldn't still be as tough

I'd probably give up

I wouldn't become one with the rocks

If I wore my teacher's shoes

I wouldn't still be ahead

Like my results

I'd seat 7 rows from the front

If I wore my pastors shoes

I wouldn't still be heard

Might be seen

But not everywhere like bread

If I wore my heroes shoes

I wouldn't still be brave

Might save a few people

But still less than a cape

Shoes don't define us or maybe they do!!!