And That's The Truth

I told her. I said,
‘That’s no way to live your life.
It’ll bruise up in no time.’

But I don’t know why I bother?
In one ear out the other.
It’s always been that way with her.

The stuff she’s got up to!
Childhood cuts and scrapes you could bathe
and cover with a plaster

but these days it’s another matter.
You can’t just put your arms around her
and say ‘There, there.’

It doesn’t work.

‘She should come here.
Chill a bit. Let you watch over her.’
I wish she would. I wish she would.


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