Once upon a time, there was a boy
His mother would whisper over his
Crib
"Angels are watching over you"
And I waited, and I watched.
The boy grew up and had no faith
In God,
Or in me.

Once upon a time, there was a broken
Human,
I took him by his arm,
And gripped him tight.
I raised him.
And while I gave him faith,
He gave to me my humanity.

Once upon a time, there was a man,
And like his mother once did,
I stood over his bed
And I whispered to him,
"I'll Watch Over You."