I wipe away the tears and dust you down, after you’ve had a bad day.

I wake you up in the morning, with the promise that things will get better. So carefully and tenderly,

I give you the handle of the mug of hot milk. Then I tie your shoe laces into giant bows, together we cheer.

Here we are, ready to face the day.

What a team we make, an old head and a young body.

Just me and me.