Eyes of a child
Watch over you.
Your every move
Known to him.
There’s not a thing
You can hide
From that child
Of your mind.
His little footsteps
Can be heard
Right behind you
Without a word.
His cheerful talk
Keeps you up,
But you have no need
To ever worry.
His hands and arms are there
To move objects about
And they are there
To give you hugs
When you need them the most.
His love for you,
Dear brother of his,
Is something he needs
As mush as you.
It’ll always be there
Holding you strong,
Keeping you up,
And walking you on.
So as he says
He just stay
Right by your side
Until the end of time.
