His eyes so blue
Clear and sparkling
Full of doubt
Full of question
Momentary hesitation
His face slowly curled and
Contorted into the
Expression
I vaguely remember
Tiny fists curled
His slender, boyish arm
Reaching slowly out
Landing gently on the
Couch
Inches away from me
He stopped
Pleading and questioning
"Daddy said it's okay -
to do it this way. To
make things go away."
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