She claims it to be HERS...

It's fading, the streak..
Of the tear-drop
That befell...
A blemish never there
It'll seem in a while.

Rich in lament
Her desire stood
Wandering and beckoning...
Her future understood...

They pulled from all around...
None forseen
Thoughts when they aspire
Its never the use.

The child in her arms
Thought to be one too...
Hand in hand
Forever they stood.

Her past failed to catch up
She waits for it no more...
To run and run!
Remorse never the reason...
Hide that weakness
It'll haunt you even.

The child probes questions...
Not a word spoken...
Smouldering eyes exchanged
With a tenderness of kind.

She claims him to be alone...
Hers for the cause...
Push out those fears...
Notions just them all.
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