Its so obvious <br />When my mothers been crying <br />Her eyes (always small) <br />get smaller. The tired skin around them <br />Swells and turns the most blatant shade <br />Of desperate red. <br /> <br />The elephant in the room <br />We dont know why <br />And save our souls <br />We Never Ask. <br /> <br />We never even ask the time.<br /><br />Lauren Michaels<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/domesticated/
