My heart

From the day I was born you held my hand, and kept me in a special place close to your heart. You held my hand as I stumbled through my first steps. You sat with me through homework and dinner. You helped me grow with kindness and love. I was your bonus baby, and you are my angels. Now you need me to hold your hand so you don't stumble, and I will sit with you. You are my heart.

It is not easy to watch you grow older, or to care for you, as I am sure it was not easy for you to watch me grow older. I know it wasn't easy to care for me. I do know that you cared for me with joy and kindness, and perhaps even some tears. I will care for you with more joy, more kindness, and even some tears. You are my heart.

I will love you and hold your hand, until you leave this world for the next. I don't want you to go, but I will find joy in your rest. Just as you found joy in my new life. You let go, and I will too, but we will never be far from each other. You will still be my angels, my heart.