You scraped your knee
so I held
your hand.
The tears still fell.
I tried
to understand.
It was my fault.
I pullled the wagon
too fast
but tears
on a little girl
can never last.
I promised you a bounty
of sweets
from the candy store
while bragging
I'd been there
once before.
It's on the other
side
of this busy road
but if mom finds out
we'll both
get told.
You're no longer crying
as you jump
back on.
I can tell by your smile
the hurt
has gone.
Let's embark on our adventure
now.
I have a quarter to spend.
It's funny how
the anticipation
can always mend
my little sister
who puts her life
in mine
because trust is a gift
that only love
can define.
So please,
before we get there
and you fill your tum
remember
to keep your mouth shut
and don't tell mum!