Put My Boots On Little Feet

28 Mar

Welcome To Aussie Emus World

Put my boots

On little feet

Walk with me

My little mate

Look through eyes

Of innocence

And see what I can see

See the birds up in the sky

See the landscape opening wide

Feel the breath

Of morns early kiss

Upon your cheeks

Walk with me

Through gully’s deep

See the ferns

In Gods own garden

Feel the morns dew

On your lips

Smell dawns rise

And watch nature unfold

In a panorama of sunrise

This is the land

Of your birth

This is our land

This is our earth

Walk forward little boots

Walk forward little mate

The world is open

And belongs to you

From your lands

You were born

And on your lands

You will leave your name

Walk with me little boots

And see through ancient eyes

We are old

Yet we are young

Hold onto your innocence

And grow into the spirit


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Posted by on March 28, 2015 in Uncategorized


5 responses to “Put My Boots On Little Feet

  1. Sue Dreamwalker

    April 5, 2015 at 12:44 pm

    I can not say it better than I said then Ian.

    Beautifully Written Emu, telling the tale of all our birthrights as we tread upon our Mothers Earth.. May the Wisdom Keepers forever hold those who walk in little boots close to their hearts teaching them the ways of the Light upon her lands.. as they touch them with their ancient ways of wisdom. And may all innocents forever be protected upon our shores..

    Love Sue

    • The Emu

      April 5, 2015 at 11:49 pm

      I enjoyed writing that one Sue, I wrote it after visiting my half brother, he is a foster parent, and one of his little wards was a little boy of about 3, he was captivated with wearing my boots, the words flowed freely as his little story unfolded, abandoned by a drug addict mother as a baby and passed around the social system, till coming under care of my brother, his eyes could see so much and his endearing ways held promises of love and trust.

      • Sue Dreamwalker

        April 6, 2015 at 8:40 pm

        Awww its such a tragedy that so many of the indigenous people are being prone to taking drugs.. The Native Americans are suffering the same plights on their reservations.. No hope, no status, no respect, and the poverty of such places is appalling ..
        Thank God for people like your brother Ian.. Bless him and his wife.. I am sure he will grow all the stronger for his new family 🙂

  2. suchled

    April 3, 2015 at 2:25 am

    This one I like a lot.

    • The Emu

      April 3, 2015 at 2:47 am

      Thanks mate, appreciate your comment.
      Hope your feeling better within yourself after your last post.
      You did sound pretty down.


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