The Internet Ate my child
kept you from the traffic, feared the screech of brakes. We kept you from rivers,
safely out of the woods. Restricted your wander lust.
Shoes not made for walking. Climbing, jumping
At night we led you gently to your room. Smiled as you snuggled in soft light and softer blankets.
We felt the comfort of your security and breathed relief.
The door shut with a hushed ‘goodnight’.
The lion in the corner blinked.