Crayons Don't Cry
Colored smudges on the table top from the picture she drew, now hanging by alphabet magnets on our fridge.
A typical drawing of a six year old; stick figures of mom and dad, her and baby sister.
Yellow flowers in front of a red house, with a bee as big as a hummingbird.
Our house isn't red...
That's OK, I put smoke coming out the top, but we don't have a fireplace.
Why do mommy and daddy have tears? 'Cause you're sad about nana dying. Why don't you have tears? 'Cause I know, she's in heaven.
She went out to play, while thoughts of red houses, fireplaces and heaven soared with my afternoon tea.
Feb. 17, 2010 © Steve Pray
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