A promise you made
to a teary child,
on the sticky leatherette seats
of one of a host of overheating beetles
is now understood,
but won't be forgotten.
You came out of reverse,
before pausing the trip to school
with a
and a reassuring creak of the handbrake.
With a look that informed me what you were about
to say
would transcend our morning rush
and quell my biggest worry.
And it did.
Do you remember?
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