As little girls
We played in the snow
But never felt cold
We grew apart
But always felt close

Thorns grew wild
Underneath your skin
I didn't realize
The pain you were in

One day I will take you
Back to the snow
I will peel off your scars like Elmer's glue
And sculpt away your pain
I don't know your suffering
But I'll try to keep it at bay

You've chased white rabbits
There's dirt and twigs in your hair
Will I ever understand
What you had to bear?
All I can promise
In your time of fear
Is to clutch you to my breast
And whisper, " I'm here, I'm here, I'm here."