Little looks up to Big and Big never looks down,
Little looks up to Big until it turns big.
Little is now big on its own,
Oh, little how a little big you’ve grown.
You recited that once for me, when I swaddled you with my words, now your defiant in your silence, coloured shades you once tucked away for safe keeping, lie away from you, the pink in the lens split by a solid crack.
You know, my s...