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What Her Eyes are Saying
She has this pretty smile, she can light up a room, but when you look into her eyes, the look is more of gloom. There’s so much wisdom and happiness on her face, but to look into her eyes that smile is so displaced. Is it anger, is it hurt, is it doubt, or is it fear; oh don’t let her fool you, she won’t shed a tear. I try to read her, but she sees my concern, what her eyes are saying, I cannot discern. They say the eyes are the window to the soul, but she’s practiced that smile, she’s playing her role. She has all the laugh lines, she was happy one time; but right now that smile is not meeting those lines. We sit and we talk, she’s full of wisdom and love; it’s the past that she’s very reminiscent of. When she brings up the past, I see a small glimmer; her eyes light up, almost a shimmer. But the glimmer fades quickly when she comes back to present; her eyes a shade darker now, she’s less content. I want the full story, but I don’t want to pry; I want to know the story behind those sad eyes. As she hobbles out the door, I have this small fear; but she draws me in closely, pulls me near. Will I see her again, is she happy where she’s going; we both feel the same, it’s hard not knowing. We hug for a while, until next time; she’ll be on my heart, she’ll be on my mind.
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