A child's eyes are stricken
With an overwhelming fear, 
As strangers rush and teem about
In uniforms and gear.

A child's eyes begin to fill
With teardrops yet unshed;
Trembling lips and reddened cheeks,
On shaky ground they tread.

A calming voice, a gentle smile -
Essential when I'm working;
So hard to keep it all together, but
A child's eyes are looking.