Album

 

Here you both are, at the beginning,

Him, so massive, you so small,

I don't know why I thought you were alike,

but you're at home upon his lap,

His arm so strong and gently

curved around your sturdy little body,

both relaxed.

By the end of the album, 

You're bigger, but he's got to stoop

to pat the ball you throw,

Careful to make sure it reaches,

Best mates, you in your too big boots,

He in his soft souled trainers,

Teaching each other

how to be.