A Four Year Old

“Lady, you look old”,
This is what I was told
By a four year old.

I asked, “Why, my little dear?
Is it so evident and clear?
Speak, you’ve nothing to fear.”

She said, “Because you look so sad,
You don’t seem happy or glad
And with dark colors you’re clad.”

Tears fell from my eyes,
It took a minute for a child to realize
What can be missed by the old and wise

That my heart is broken,
My life shaken,
And my joy forever taken.

Bless her as she was able to see
What I tried to hide inside me.
From her eyes, I couldn’t flee.

Randah R. Hamadeh, 2011, Copyright©

Written in loving memory of my daughter
Samar Ahmed Al Ansari (4/4/1988-4/9/2006)