THE MINDS EYE

If the minds eye,

could only see,

the little girl,

inside of me.

Blink and she’ll be missed.

To be seen her only wish.

A woman now she’s become,

yet emotions all undone.

Intertwined,

tangled,

enmeshed.

To tight to unwind.

to complex to define.

Little girl with reaching arms,

is crushed by the woman’s disregard.

Linda Booth


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