She looked at me and started crying
The effort to reach out for me was dire
For she had identified not with me but with the head gear i wore
We reached out to each other
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Memories! But, with a smile today. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thanks for sharing Rose.I have identified so much with the girl and that feeling of... But what would i have done while on transit? A flash back that makes me ponder about her family reunification Was it successful?
I could identify with your feeling, the love for the child, the connection then you were there not sure what would happen next....good write and practice Rose.
Mixed emotions of a humanitarian worker, sister and mother.A good piece of writing Rose.
It's awesomely flawless. It touched my heart. Brilliant utterances set aside for honest contemplation. You've painted a powerful picture of children who are casualties of war. Remain blessed.