The Look On Her Face
I knew the look on her face
before when she had struggled
back towards daylight
and her eyes seldom revealed
the guarded edge of her pain
Then I saw her find
a new love
a magical, soul opening
brave beauty
and I knew her joyful
heart by
The look on her face
Now I can barely stand
to see the jagged
edges of her broken heart
and shattered spirit
that is so visible in
The look on her face
And I already know
that soon
she will be
polished pink marble
as cold as
The look on her face
Copyright © Patricia Leduc | Year Posted 2020
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