My Nephew Michael

My nephew is my heart.
he opens doors to rooms
I never knew were there,
Breaks through walls
I don't recall building.
he lights my darkest corners
With the sparkle in his eyes.
My nephew is my soul.
he inspires my wearied spirit
To fly on wings of angels
But while I hold his hand
My feet never leave the ground.
he stills my deepest fears
My nephew is my past.
he writes my history
In his eyes I recognize myself,
Memories only we can share.
he is my best friend
he gives me hope
he lights up my life
my nephew