He slipped

she

R                        A                    N

       away

 Feeling the wind rushing through her hair

And against her neck

the way water slips

                                  through

                                                                  t                h                  e

f        i       n      g       e       r        s

of a child that

is

         E

              X

                   P

                       L

                          O

                              R

                               I

                                    N

                                          G

for the first time,

over time he will judge

the mother her once loved

Maybe he will forgive her.

Author's Note

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