This
is difficult for me to understand.
He's
always been such a good friend.
Maybe
she's too smart for her own good.
She
sees the craters and the mountains for what they are.
The
shadows do not speak to her.
Yet
art is who she is. It oozes from her being.
She
doodles intricate pictures on everything,
including
her friends,
their
binders, and their hands.
She
is an extremely talented artist,
especially
good at drawing faces.
Which
is why I do not comprehend
how
my daughter cannot see my friend.
by: Paula D. Nevison
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