Always waiting is a hug
Seeing you finds a smile
Holding close, your eyes closed
Comforting and warm
Little one, crying one, smiling one
Held you long hours
Cradling, walking, talking, rocking
With close and warm came ease
Now grown up, looking up, at me, not me
Seeing the world, seen by the world
No longer I carry, but stand ready to parry
Silent watcher and protector
Far away but ready to stay
Finding the same feelings, other feelings
Watching, teaching, feeling
Mentor, protector but not quite companion
It comes with blood but not blood with it
Tricky feeling mixing with many, confusing with some
Of the true I am the eldest yet older little come
The true are here but more appear, who will stay