Hindsight for my sweet Lissie
You arrived at my door
I was far from inclined
You deserved so much more
I was naive and blind
I could have been your rock
Could have even been great
But my maternal clock
Was wired, far too late
To naturally nurture
It felt foreign to me
More awkward than sure
I still longed to be free
Just a child yesterday
I dwelled in my own past
I allowed you to stay
But my actions were crass
In hindsight I can see
How foolish I had been
You were sent to save me
And become my best friend
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