Running at me, wiping her eyes
She runs into me, safe in my arms
I sweep up her legs and carry her off
To a safe place where we could talk
Still holding on like a boy to his blanky
...She trys to form the words to explain what happened
I comfort her and do the best I can
To give her the respect she deserves again
Trying to stay as sane as possible as can be
I force myself from the danger of thinking ahead