She asked me why I wanted to go on this field trip...
After all, she knows I dislike math and science.
I told her the partial truth --
"I'm interested in the stars."

I didn't tell her that I meant the stars in your eyes.

I didn't tell her that I wanted to see how happy you could be, surrounded by the two things you love -- me and science.

*I didn't tell her that it was all for you.

It was almost as if,
My nightmares,
Had become more,
Than just,
Subconscious thought.

You ran along the uneven,
Cobbled, stone road,
Your mouth stretched open,
Sounding,
A silent scream.

My heart stopped,
As a Large metal object,
Labeled "49",
Propelled into the side,
Of your fragile torso.

Your bones bending,
And breaking,
Mind crushed by the drowsy,
Surprise,
Of a late night bus driver.  

I begged you to be careful,

You promised you would listen.

As the sirens wail,
Caressed the sleeping city,
Fresh tears rolled down my cheeks,
And stained,
My soggy pillow.

*I turned it over,

Then went back to sleep.