Them*

It’s not about you.

It’s not about me.

It’s about them every day,

Again and again.

To raise little cubs

To have the mightiest roar

And be present and comfort

When they’re strewn on the floor.

To help them unpack

And critique learned ideas,

To mentor, support,

Comfort the tears.

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