Walk A Mile In Them

If you'd walked in them a day

Surely you'd see the things I've sown

The places I have been

The joys and troubles I've known

But I'm in them, you see

Only I can know and feel these things

They hold memories good and bad

Smiles and sorrow each memory brings

So, you walk in yours and I'll walk in mine

And do not judge me for the path I chose

A different one perhaps you'd have taken

Depending on the direction life's wind blows