Wednesday, December 21, 2011


Her eyes follow me as i walk into the room.
Sad eyes.
And wondering
How I could smile.
Mornings are difficult enough.
Mornings here are even harder.
So she sits there
Morose and just plain sad.
And I wish I could tell her that it'll all get better.
But I don't know that.
So I'm quiet
And I just smile.

1 comment:

Devorah said...

Wow...there is so much this post says...

May yeshuos come soon so you don't have to spend any mornings there anymore...