Scenes from a Daydream

little stories.

Succor

I couldn’t protect you from that first skinned knee
but my kiss was enough to heal the wound

I couldn’t prevent your heart’s first break
But my arms were enough to catch your tears

I couldn’t erase what life must deliver
Its sorrows, disappointments, confusion, and fear

But you never had to wake to a world that lacked me
so i will carry that burden
as I carried you