A tiny being,
So innocent and pure,
Understanding everything,
Your chief allure.

You know already,
The good and bad,
Observing eyes,
At times, very sad.

But my dear,
Know this in your bones,
You are like the remarkable,
Sturdy little pine cone!

With the ability to withstand,
The harshest of conditions,
Closed scales, as walls,
Relying on...