Remind Me to Look Both Ways

HELP ME CROSS THE STREET

Will you hold my hand and
Help me cross the street?
Cars careen, aiming for me,
I’m sure. I can’t do it alone.
You have a stranger’s face,
But familiar voice, calling
Me honey, though we’ve never met—
Have we met? I’d remember.
Will you help me find my
Way across, back to my parents?
See them waiting there?
I want to go with them;
They’ll take me home.
Don’t cry. It’s only traffic.

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