I couldn’t take my eyes off her… <br /> <br />Such a serious little face, <br />(she looked about two) <br />with skimpy flaxen hair <br />and a faint flush <br />on her cherry blossom cheeks. <br /> <br />Her eyes were widely set <br />and of the palest blue. <br />They stared intently - <br />mesmerized <br />it would seem <br />by the pink plastic screen <br />carefully placed <br />on the table before her. <br /> <br />The restaurant was busy. <br />The grownups chatted <br />brightly <br />between forkfuls. <br />Every now and then <br />they would smile and nod <br />approvingly <br />in her direction. <br /> <br />She must have sat there <br />(without a murmur) <br />for over an hour. <br />‘She’s no trouble’ <br />I heard the mother say <br />as they got up to leave, <br />‘No trouble at all.’<br /><br />Alison Cassidy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-trouble-at-all/
