It's important to me, because you're mine
I want you to be okay, I keep telling myself it's nothing
Pray
I watch you run, I watch you fall
You get up and try again, and I hurt for you
It doesn't hurt you say, and I hear you trying to reassure me
The frustration mounts, and tears well up beneath
I want to know why, I want a plan
Deep breath
Pray
Cry
Embrace a hug from a friend, compose myself
Hear your voice over the phone, laugh, smile, blow you kisses goodnight
Pray
I'll do my best not to worry, for it accomplishes nothing
Sleep tight my son
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