Sending her off, tears stain her blouse
After coursing down cheeks no longer
Capable of turning up to the sun,
Her eyes speaking denial of the truth:
Leaving today, gone for too long
To think about leaving her loved ones.
Who knows if they'll be the same
When she can return to their presence.
Silent pleading, "Do something! Please, now!
Just don't let me walk away from you."
Her judge takes my plea and gives her 6 months
I return her look, her squeeze, and take my leave.
