On Her Own

The silence had tortured her

The torture had hardened her

She had been strong

Unbelievably strong

 

His sweet, vulnerable One

Still sweet

Still vulnerable

But different

 

She never knew he was watching

But he would watch her regularly

Encouraged to see her living

Pierced to see how well, without him

 

He could tell she sensed him

Scanning the crowd for him

He was there, somewhere

Eventually, she stopped searching

 

Now, he views her as a stranger

She continues to play

Unaware of his presence

Exercising her independence

 

In a way, it comforts him

Yet, he never liked the stranger role

Her giggle captures him

So innocent and familiar

 

What has pleased her

And brought such joy

He won't know

She's too far now to see

 

He hears voices around her

Giggles and squeals

Ah, she's playing

He's happy she's happy

 

He turns to leave and looks back

She is so strong, so beautiful

She is her own girl now

Independence looks good on her

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this makes me think of a friend, one whose dad was so cold...she wanted to lean on him but he teetered away....now she is happy and strong in her life and marriage...and he sees that....probably makes him proud, but he could never tell her before...and he won't now--
she wants nothing to do with him...so he must watch from afar.
j.

[Margie F]

wow! how appropriate!!

[rose]

sadly, not all partings are happy endings (:

[Chris]

Personal confidence and self-worth takes a long while to build and strengthen - and remember trust is NOT given ...it's earned. Children AND people grow and need to walk their paths.

[Margie F]

Very well said.

[Chris]

Truly said - there IS a difference.

[Margie F]

Indeed, sir. There is, and I do recognize it.

[Chris]

Hi Macy...