Circle Story

Quiet...
You don't speak, but you follow us
With your eyes.

Tears...
Frustration from you and for you...

Speak...
We urge, beg, cajole
your words come slowly
Then like a river they run

Connect...
You connect with dolls and objects:
Sometimes, you connect with us.
Every touch or smile is like a treasure -
We want to bottle them, keep them, frame them, bronze them...

Grow....
The boy moves away,
Walks and dances:
Every step is solid-
We watch and wait for you to fly.

Quiet...
We don't speak, but we follow the doctor's movements
With our eyes.

Tears...
Fear from you and for you...

Speak...
You accuse, scream, cry:
Your words come to us sparingly,
But you hold conversations with unseen companions.

Connect...
Your mind does and doesn't:
Today you run from us
Tomorrow we are your beloved parents.
Every happy minute is a treasure -
We want to bottle them, keep them, frame them, bronze them...

Diminish...
The man moves...
Stumbles and totters
Every step is tentative:
We watch and wait for you to fall.

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