Watching Her This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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She's bent over her garden,
tending to weeds that insist on binging on
her soil.
I see her touch her back
and I know she's in pain,
but won't admit it.
Taking a deep breath,
she stands up and turns around.
Startled to see me standing there
watching her,
she laughs a little.
I point to the sky and
ask her to come in,
"A few minutes," she replies.
I walk back into the house
and watch her gather flowers;
the clouds roll in,
and I see her look at the sky
and smile as if the gods have
sent her the rain.
It is then that I realize what I'll
miss the most when I'm gone:
Mother stooping to point out
the finer things in life.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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