as she folded a shirt that i used to wear
i stared into her eyes and saw
those marbles showed content
peace and happiness rolled in one
she always tought of others
never caring what the others tought of her
compassion filled her heart as she rammaged
through boxes ruined by the flood that long since passed
my heart jump as i stared at her
i could not help but be filled with pride
i wished to lift the filled bag that lay
but thought otherwise lest she needed them
walking away, i willed my self to try harder
to calouse these hands and help her
if not, then i will slave away until i do
