Empathetic
"I shall be telling this with a sigh"
Robert Frost, The Road Less Traveled.
Mom
took me
to try on
my first pair of
contacts -back when the
soft ones weren’t yet for sale.
As I struggled to endure
a feeling like stones burning in
my eyes, I looked up to see my pain
mirrored in Mom’s own face, wet with her tears.
Written by Andrea Dietrich/around 2010
For "Give me a Kiss, Mommy" Poetry Contest
by Constance ~ My Dear Heart ~
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010
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