How can it be,

that generosity

is so often a sign of demands to come?

Yet,

you risked your life for me

the other day.

It was simple,

it was natural to you.

As natural as the air you breathed.

I saw it clearly —

the necessity

not requiring consideration.

And you denied and smiled,

and you laughed at it after,

like a hero would,

Oh! My humble overachiever.