Walk your path, my beloved son.
Even if it's far away and you can't see the end,
I know you've been holding back your tears all night, pretending you're okay.
The heavier the load on your back, the deeper the footprints you leave behind,
And they may become a sign of hope for someone else.
So walk your path, my son.
For I am with you on your path
Do not be afraid, my son
I walk behind you, following your footsteps.
Turn and look behind you,
At your deeply etched footprints,
Footprints that will never fade.