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Sad Eyes

“Mommy,” she said, “ why does that man look so sad?”

She was pointing her tiny finger at me.

“I don’t know dear, just look away.” She said, without looking up from her phone.

The little girl looked at her mom in confusion and frustration, and in defiance, looked back at me.

I raised one side of my upper lip and scowled at her.

Then, I stuck my tongue out.

She laughed at me and her mom’s head snapped up.

She looked around and found my eyes.

I tried to smile at her innocently.

Her eyes were angry and concerned.

She whispered something in her daughter's ear.

They got up and left.

I went back to work on another poem about love.


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