replaced by thoughts of
barbies and dolls and nap times
later, not too long
everyone cries
they speak of the lady
with the nice smile
and look at pictures
mommy cries too
the warm tears
sliding down her face
like little raindrops
i don't understand
Later, a long time later
I know
I understand
And I cry for this woman
that I did not know
except in the blurry memory
of a four year old
I cry for a long time,
the warm tears
sliding down my face
like little raindrops
I understand all too well
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