Say Goodbye to the Heroes
“Everything will be fine.”
Mom will say.
My hero yet again saves the day.
I smile as my world is redesigned.
Years go by...
I walk down the driveway-
Mail in hand, but barely able to stand.
I open the door-
Laundry, dishes, shopping.
All these things I must do.
The people crowd me.
Overwhelming me
I grump and grouch,
But suddenly silence.
She looks so small.
The weight of the world cushes her.
I hear her words-
Choices, seperation, broken.
I understand.
I hold her.
Like she did me, once upon a time.
“Everything will be fine.”
I will say.
I realize nothing is fine.
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