The Catcher

April 6, 2011
I envision myself inside that field of rye,
Catching all the children before they fall.
I want to be their protector,
I want to save them all.
But now I see myself in my stark reality,
Watching my sister on the carousel.
I realize I can’t be the savior,
If they fall, they fall.

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