Glove.

No one wants that type of call.
A stomach set in spin.
It was a better outcome than I feared,
But I still want to draw you in.
I want to pull you close,
And keep the world at bay.
I want to keep you safe from harm,
But that’s really not the way,
To let you take the chances,
To let you feel the joy.
You are you’re own person,
And not somebody’s toy.
I’ll still always want to shield you,
It comes with the depth of love.
It’s down to watch I teach you.
Your knowledge will be your glove.