Goldilocks and the three bearsi'm the narrator watching over this little girl feeling as if I'm responsible for her every wrong moveI help her correct it help her show her the way while loving her at the same time As she enters the house I tell her caution only because she always goes  in full fledged and comes out broken even more than beforeso I carefully depict this story to her but she's a little naive so I let her be hershe opens the door and taste the food laid out on the table the first one was too cold see I told youthen the second one too hot this little girl just won't listen she interrupts me with the third one is perfect...We'll see about thatshe gets sleepy walking her heavy eyed self to bed Going through the same process dear god I pray she learns old mistakes are to be learned from and not made againbut it's always the third one is perfect... I still don't see but my eyes are starting to open with full blast emotionI pray she won't fall backwards but instead hesitate with every bone in her body but hey goldilocks I'm always here for you and I do soo very much love all things that are you.