One falls, but not all the way.  One falls, but another catches her, cradles her stiffly in spindly arms. 

I stood there, watching this one fall, and that one hold her tall.  I waited, heard the creaking, holding my breath.  But she held tight.  I watched the one comfort the other, heard the mummuring, and tears stung my eyes.

photo by Cody Cobb.