Now years have passed and I've become what you helped me to be. A woman who can brave the storms and use her love to see. A woman who with tons of tears discovered in the middle That I was big, but God had somehow changed you to be little. I understand what "big" can mean in this old, changing world. I remember how you cared for me and when I was a little girl. I remember all those happy years and what you'd say and do. And I use that memory now to do the exact same things for you. A memory you no longer have, But that's OK, my dear. For now you're little, but I am big. And you have nothing to fear.