she cries
Fresh from the womb as the air fills her lungs
She cries
A skinned knee on a crack in the side walk
She cries
Her first heart ache
She cries
A walk down the isle and taking his hand into hers
She cries
The touch of His gentle hand the night they make love
She cries
A scream in the night a bruised arm from his rough touch
She cries
The pain in her heart as He says never again
She cries
Looking over her shoulder as she walks out the door
She smiles
by Theresa Sechrest
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