Paper Scars

                     Paper Scars 
You were but a child , seven years of age but you had to be among it all , all the anger all the rage. If you were to be    lost among the days I would fully understand . Yet here you are , lending your loving hand. 

A smile and a laugh was a rare event when parents are yelling & you're lost in it. Now there's papers on the counter with two names signed in blue, I never thought one experience could change all I knew.