You crouched behind a rock
Holding the first one
An egg cradled
In your armor
Your amour
The second one was stronger
More like you
Independent, instinctually intelligent
You placed
The third one in his arms when
You thought
It died
For you
Mother, why
Set me to float away
On this dream of love
I’m still alive
It says downstream
With the voice of a man
Exactly
But he doesn’t want to leave
Just yet
No one really does