Keep You Safe

I wish I could have kept you safe.

You rode your bicycle face first into our mail box the day you first peddled a two wheel bike.

I picked you up.

You cut your hand and cried "Dad!! I can't do something!" when you were four.

I carried you up the hill.

You had a seizure at day care when you were one.

The ambulance rushed you to the emergency room and your Mom and I held you.

You broke an arm and barely complained.

We tried to keep you in a sling, but you were all boy and had things to do.

I'm sorry I couldn't keep you safe, and now you're gone away. It's been too long. I miss you.

Love,

Dad