Today

Today while volunteering in the children's library.

I shelved all the books even those that were scary.

The children were working on the computers in back

Writing little stories about old Santa's sack.

When I entered the room, my arms full of books

Renewed for the ones who needed second looks

My eyes they were wary. My feet they were fast.

I was being efficient, this class was my last.

But as I was leaving my arm hit the door

Jarring my brain on pain level four

I exited the room then  looked at the floor

Where blood drops were landing from an arm that was sore..

The nurse was efficient, she bandaged me up and filled out the forms . . .

Attacked by a door!