7 Years

Clasped my finger tight, 

Wiped away my tears and

Hugged with all your might


Tucked me in snug and warm, 

Gently stroked my hair and

By my side wethered the storm

 
Too often it seems, 

You’re here for me and 

I’m the child in need


I may have grown you,  

Yet it’s you whom nurtures me

And helps see me through

I hope you know I love you so

And somehow continue to grow;

To be happy,  safe and free

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