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Baby Crying


 

He cries for his mother's touch

Just for a bit of her love

His cries tear at all our hearts

No one says a word

It's a cry to be noticed and heard

But mommy is lost in her own little world of pain

A stranger reaches out to touch his hand

He quiets down and smiles at her.


 
Dean Jéan-Pierre


12-8-05
 9am

(written on the train as I watched a baby reach for his mother 

but she never once looked in his direction. )

 

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