My first breathe of birth

Almost 16 yrs now.
I had this little bundle of life.
Who so little, yet made me whole.
His very first smile,
Taught me......
how easily forgiveness
& compassion could come.
that I could not have given before.

My way...
My direction...
My first real breathe.
He is my real guru... after all.

Now,no longer a bundle,
that I have danced along.
But a young man I look up upon.
Sometimes, An enemy I pry.
Who could be my eyes, who say?
But at the end of the day.
He,the hand I took to soothe my way.