I see fear when someone tries to help you and you do not know them or understand their motives.
I see suspicion when kindness is offered, but not understood
I see sarcasm when you do not hear an answer to a question and you think you were ignored
I see relief when a familiar friendly face comes toward you in a crowd
I see love when you recite memories of loved ones you hold dear.
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ September 2012
Caring Is Sharing – Mother is adjusting to her new surroundings, I see her in a new light, but in the same way!
Comments on: "I SEE – repost from September 2012 – (de’ja’ vu)" (2)
A new chapter for both of you. I like the poem.
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It surely is! Thanks!
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