The first hand you touch

The first sound you hear

The first sign of life you witness

Up all day and all night

Worrying, caring and loving

When you’re sick she heals you

When you’re lonely she comforts you

When you’re sad she cheers you

What would we do without her

I don’t even think we’d be living

Life is a cycle, it’s my turn now to embrace what she has taught me

I will take of her and love her

I will cheer her up when she is sad

I will be the last hand she touches.