Time spans Five fingered hands have a hand in Making the companion of man Or an extension Soon you will be digging holes For the bones that are not your own You have grown out of necessity and To our luck You'll be someone's Best friend Desperately needed You will mean everything to them Loyal to the end You'd die for them Hmmm I am sensing you are almost Fully grown and ready to be Thrust into the infinite And seemingly endless World we live in It is almost time