I see your goodness and it makes you shine amongst the others.
I see you smile and I resist to make you laugh,
because I can win you over,
but I need to win you fair.
I am proud of you.
You are strong with all your cards.
You fold sometimes,
but it's only to make the others look good.
I am proud of you
and the way you wake yourself up.
Your senses first and then you know
and you uncurl even as I stay coiled.
I am proud of you
and the way you can speak the words I long to say.
The way you pray.
The way you say things I can't understand.
I don't understand.
...but, I am proud of you.
