Nature nurture

Looking at the two of you
Is sometimes a trick of the eye.
Do I see father and son or
Do I see you and your inner child?
When you nurture him it nurtures you
As you are healed so is he
And the bond grows ever stronger.
A bond as hard as ebony but
Like the wood it lives and bends and grows
As a living, breathing far reaching tree.
Together you thrive.