Who am I?

From the top of the stair a whisper came

Who are you, and what is your name?

I responded with I’m your babysitter and it’s getting late

My name is Sarah and your parents are on a date

A shrug of the shoulders, a quick wipe of the eye

Little Jonny was headed back for beddie-bye.

He turned quickly and told me I forgot to answer a very important question

Who I was, I apparently forgot to mention.

He asked if I was good or bad and if there was a difference

Asked me for my favorite color and how I define innocence

I responded in a quick fashioned manner

That little philosopher forgot I was the planner

He needed some sleep, but before he went

He wanted to know if I have used my time well spent?

I nodded and agreed to get him to bed

Get him to sleep or my job will be dead

I thought with deep curiosity how I know

After all tennis playing teen is all I can show

Yes I am caring, and kind like any lady should be

Volunteering my time to help those in need

But who am I to others and myself

Am I someone who just sits idle on a shelf?

I sit in class, silent and smart

Doing my work and hiding my art

Am I doing any favors by not raising a voice?

Being kind and gentle after all is my choice

I can be loud and aggressive when I am on the court

And even playing with kids while building a fort

How I treat others is what defines me

Always being a friend, is what I can guarantee

Helping and serving all that I meet

Strong in my faith like concrete

One thing I know is I’ll always stay true

To who I am and what it is I’m supposed to do.