She looked through eyes
That had saw thousands of days
More days then she cared to remember,
But remember she was.
It was the child in front of her
That sent this sudden flash before her eyes.
Of days long gone,
And mostly forgotten.
The little girl was crying,
Crying for candy.
Begging with all her heart for just one bite
To deaf ears.
She watch as the little girl
Tugged at her Mommies shirt,
Tugging for attention that
She was not going to get.
Oh how she wanted to go,
Go and pick her up
And take her to the counter
To buy her anything she may wish.
But it was none of her business,
Not her child.
There was no abuse
Just mild neglect.
The law would not care,
All she could get would be
Trouble for her effort
If she intervened.
But oh how she remembered
How badly she had wished
For that Candy Apple
Oh, so long ago.
At the county fair
With her sister she had romped
And played all day
With Mom and Dad just behind.
At the days end
The sun had set
The rides were all so bright
Whirling and flashing in the dark.
Dizzy and tired they walked
To the gate and there it was.
A little shack stacked
With bright red Candy Apples!
“I want one” she had screamed
And tried to run to the shack,
But Mommy’s hand
Just held tight.
Squirming and twisting she remembered
Did her no good at all.
Mommy was talking to Daddy
And could not hear her at all.
Tears streamed down her eyes,
The tears had blinded her
To all the fun she had had
And all her joy fled.
It had fled and not returned
Until this day
As she watched
The Little girl cry.
©
Rexx
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