I looked at her to see
mascara running down the sides of her face
Mixing with a lot of tears
Of frustration mostly
She glanced at me through tear glass eyes
Like a rain showered wind shield without window wipers
Stopping to take my hand
playing with my fingers
carefully fingering my rings
Then, something happened that surprised me
She smiled at me
A little smile
On her little face
What could I do but
Just smile back.
I took a tissue and wiped up the rain,
took her hand and walked with her to the playground
where she gladly played for hours on the swings
I sat and watched
perched
on slanted monkey bars
and knew better than to leave my makeup just laying around.
By Joy
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