Don'T Look Away
Don’t look away
With trembling hands
a woman beckons from the hall.
She’s unaware I am
daughter to someone else.
I pretend to be comfortable
in taking her hand for a minute
when moments before
I dreaded walking her corridor.
Saying how glad I am to see her
makes it so. I linger.
Soft brown eyes cannot die
as long as they are looking at me.
I want to stay forever and
keep her alive as I could not
my own mother and her mother
before her. She’ll look away
at some point and that will
be that. Oh I want never to
look away; nay, always to see
a pair of eyes looking back.
©Kathryn McL. Collins
Copyright © Kathryn Collins | Year Posted 2012
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