The One Single Thing

September 25, 2016
By abbylewis BRONZE, Peachtree Corners, Georgia
abbylewis BRONZE, Peachtree Corners, Georgia
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In a soft feather pillow lies one single needle.
Nestled in down
Unnoticed,
Uncalled for.

It stays still, absolutely still, most every day.
Poison-tip stagnant
Dormant,
Yet scheming.

Then one day the innocent lays head down to rest
Smiling at Mother
Closing eyes,
Asleep.

In the morning she awakes cheek pricked
A tiny red dot
Revenge taken,
Retaliation.

For the one single needle that nobody noticed
Like the many small things that nobody notices
Was the one single thing
That eventually hurt.


The author's comments:

I was inspired to write this piece because I realized that often it is the things we do not notice at first that come back to haunt us later in life.


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