When your feet were smaller than my hands

Ears like delicate shells

Your small arm flung free

No matter how many times I swaddled

I promised to be my best possible self

Bedtime stories and birthday parties

Cold hours on bleachers

You were always faster than everyone else

Remember our favorite tree at that little park

I wanted you to have the childhood I didn’t have

Detentions, suspensions, arrests

Long hours on courthouse benches

That last time in the hospital waiting room

We sat in aggrieved silence

I would be anything for you

cheerleader and punching bag

Buffer between you and your consequences

I would be anything but I know for your I have to be less