Innocense Lost

Posted by dawn_wilson
December 19, 2008
 

Dry November leaves blanketed the walkway.

She shuffled through, the way children often do –

the last of the morning stragglers, trying to get

to class before the final bell.

She hesitated for several seconds,

then reluctantly climbed the stairs –

her expression one of defiance.

As I reached out, tears filled her eyes –

thin, wiry arms held me tightly –

her hard exterior now broken.

Glancing up at a gray, pre-winter sky,

I fought back tears of my own –

mouthed an inaudible prayer to an all knowing God

then watched as she entered the building –

tough expression back in place as she readied herself

for the painful games of adolescence.

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The Innocense Lost by Dawn Wilson, unless otherwise expressly stated, is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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