They will fly—
If they know
that even if they fall,
They would be caught.
They will rise
For they know
they have a hand
To lift them whenever they slow.
They will run
For They know
they would be held
When ever they stumble.
The catch, the lift, and the grip
unspoken certainties— they look for.
They will rise when they know
you will never let them go.
Your presence, firm and true
is all they need to sense.
So, Be there, show up.
Be the one you never got.