Child, oh child—unburdened before life.
Fallen star from the heavens—
Floating—on water’s golden light.
In that sunrise—
You carry wood, smile, and be polite.
Helpful as ever-present.
You placed yourself— in my heart
And lifted my life’s purpose—carried—
In your embracing arms.
We sit— in our own houses now.
I look at your photograph—loving you—
Remembering— how strong you are.