Your death was born with you
On the same day with you
And I didn’t know it,
I didn’t see it
Crawling with you
Learning to stand up on two shaky legs
And walk unsteadily into loving arms,
Getting stronger, taller,
Growing with you,
Like you, getting bigger every day.
I didn’t know and I didn’t see,
Though it was born with you,
Though it was so near all these years,
I didn’t see until it grew larger than you,
Larger than you could bear.