That’s how much she loves you,

No one can see it,
No one understands,
You tiny child,
With no preoccupations.

She won’t forget it,

With your whirlwind of color,
And your persona of bliss,
And your thoughts of naivety,
They’d kill to see you fall.

She won’t face it,

With golden summer,
Drawing to a close,
And  your bravery growing,
There’s strength in numbers, love.

She believes it,

Your inner battle,
Won’t be for much longer,
As you fall into bed,
Wondering what else can go wrong.

She refuses,

Can’t you find it?
Why are you so lost?
Why do you see Him in him?
Why do you not understand?

She sees you,

In an instant,
In a promise,
In a tear,
In love.

That’s how much she loves you.