You nurture them.
They define you,
and your potential.
What else is there?
All we see is you tending them.
It’s how you escape question
and the shame of your fictitious burden.
A mutual focal point.
A reason for us to remain at a safe distance.
Stay cold, or the emotional mist may vaporise.
And you’d be left facing each day as it unfolded.
But through the layers of fear
lies a very clear risk –
it could be beautiful.