Was so alone
and afraid then
there you were
talking to me.
It comforted me
because I was too
young to speak yet.
I clung to you
and felt something
from you.
I felt something
for you and would
not you let go.
Like a parent
to a child
trying to take
his first step,
I was eventually
able to let go.
Aren't you proud
of me that I can walk
on my on and can finally
let go.
