note, this is not my photograph…
You had, built up a protective fortress for me, on top of your destroyed childhood memories, and, because of ALL those awful memories you’d carried of your childhood days, you’d, VOWED, to NEVER allow me to experience similar things as you’d done growing up.
You had, built up a protective fortress for me, on top of your destroyed childhood memories, you’d grow up, too quickly is the thing, because of how things were in the past, when you were little, and, you’d weathered through the hardships of life, and you felt it was too awful, growing up, in that bad an environment, and, when I “arrived” (don’t ask from where!), you’d rocked me gentle in your arms, and, whispered those sweet dreams you’d wanted for yourselves, but never had the chance of pursuing, and, you’d given them, to me, to live in………
You had, built up a protective fortress for me, on top of your destroyed childhood memories, I guess, you were, reliving your childhood the way you’d wished you’d had it, through me, that, was why, you’d always, kept me from danger, took good care of me, and I’m grateful toward you.
Life, the Obstacle Course 