Please Don’t Tell Them You Never Got to Know Me
By Pat Schwiebert 
It is I whose kicks you will always remember.
I who gave you heartburn that a dragon would envy.
I who couldn’t seem to tell time and got your days and nights mixed up.
It is I who acknowledged your craving for peach ice cream by knocking the cold bowl off your belly.
I who went shopping and helped you pick out the “perfect” teddy bear for me.
I who liked to be cradled in your belly and rocked off to dreamy slumber by the fire.
It is I who never had a doubt about your love.
It is I who was able to put a lifetime of joy into an instant.