Near the steam you will see
The only thing dear to her
Black curls around a cherub face
Ocean eyes that are calm and sure
Tiny fingers reaching out
Searching for the safety zone
Tiny feet stumbling forward
A sniffle and a groan
Seated beside the little angel
Red curls pulled back from his face
Deep set eyes and long thin hands
Waiting for the feet with grace
Two years since the cherub came
Two years since their happiness grew
Five years together and not a moment apart
Even still there's something every day that is new
They have her and she has them
She has him and he has her
Always together no matter the weather
And nothing was ever more sure
