A day of unknown trauma, a wailing 2nd grader whom the office returned still wailing as they had an enormous load of problems. Following the teacher’s plan as a substitute would not work for me. Under the circumstances, singing and music were my only known recourse. I asked the students for some songs and sang a couple of theirs plus this one, “Ponies Come Back,” which I wrote after my mother yelled one day, “The cows are out!!” (They were out.) The chorus I believe is soothing: Ponies come b