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Scared little girl,
Motherless child.
Red-rimmed eyes
And tear-stained cheeks,
Hiding in the reflection
Of a grown woman.
Across the years,
Their eyes meet.
And each asks
Woman/child
In an echovoice only the
Other can hear…
"Why was my love not enough?"
ihrocks
It's beautiful,; thank God those mirror images and those echo voices are not publicy visible or audible or what would life be like?
Perhaps we'd all be kinder to each other.
ihrocks
I wish! But I'm rather scared it might have just the opposite effect!Quote:
Originally Posted by ihrocks