How do you convince a child
everything will be all right
when she's not your child and
you don't always know yourself?
Her father's distance hurt tonight.
She came home weeping
to the safety of her mother,
a woman you've come to love.
You find your role by feel,
seeking solace where you
found it in equivalent storms
what feels like yesterday ago.
You sit on the edge of the bed
and read for them all – the girl,
her mother, and the boy you were
and still can be at times.
This is a story about two children
split from joy who wandered
lost for years then found
their way home to love.
You even read for her father.
You read for anyone who's lost
and trying to find a way
to their own happy ending.