Saturday, January 16, 2016

Happy Face

He could tell
before anyone
else
Almost as if
He knew
the moment
I stepped into
the classroom
that I was in
a funk.

He could
feel my bad
morning
around
me.

"Happy face?"
That's what he asked
to make sure we were okay
every morning.
It was his version of,
Hello, how are you?

He was worried about me,
I could tell
without him saying
another word,
but he did it,
anyway,
just for me.

He said two,
of course.

"Happy face?"

He needed to see
it to feel safe.

And besides,
If I didn't put it on,
Someone
besides
us
would notice
it was missing.

I had to find it
for my sake
and for his.

He waited, pleading
with  dark eyes.

I paused, pleading back,
with dark eyes.

Give me a second.
Or two.
I need it.

He hesitated, and
It was long enough
for me to find
my Happy Face.
I said it back,
and we were
both
okay
together.