parents

you go back to square one.
birth.
lying there
in a crib.
someone holds you.
feeds you
changes you.
keeps you warm with
a loving
embrace.
it was so simple then.
unconditional
love.
the mobile of music
above your new ears,
your new eyes.
a blanket around you.
someone singing
you to sleep,
there in the morning
when you rise.
someone who helps you
take step one,
and the rest that will follow
until you die.