NAMESAKE
And I won't be there
when disconsolate
you'll cry
Because
you pinched your hand
or
playing ball
got hit, got hurt
or things didn't go
so well
Neither will I exult with you, your wins
or soothe the pain of your defeats
While others turn and find someone
to share with them their joys
or feel the pains
you'll be alone
I will be gone
And I won't be there to counsel
and prevent slips
in your adolescent years
that might result in walls and chains
and adult tears
Arrows that soar
from miles away
unerring, find my heart
In sleep, I dream
of shielding you from all
Instead, I lie awake
and feel you from afar.