My hands are fragile, feet are curled yet a man is strong fierce and bold, I am the man we all dream to be. The serious man is me.

I cradle you, you cradle me, the connection is so deep. Mother and daughter, a bond we will always keep. I look to you for strength and for needs, for loss is a concept I will always fear. The look you gave me I will never leave. Wrapped tight within your arms, the bond we share, forever strong.