The setting sun shone startlingly bright
between the trees this winter
even as late as 5 pm
on this day.
A solitary duck in drab brown sat still in the deepening darkness watching a late Autumn leaf float by.
Feeling restless and mellow, her stomach roiled. How would she face the coming days with nowhere to go, no job, car or money.
Soon the metro park would shut the entrance as they were open only till dusk that was setting in.
She was out of time and had do something.
The sound of a child crying startled her, she saw the hugely pregnant mother trying to put her fussy child into the stroller he clearly did not want in.
Reaching around, she held her hands out as she crooned a lullaby smiling at the distraught pair. The toddler eyed her and broke into a smile, shyly hiding behind the mothers huge belly.
"Can I be of any assistance please?" her eyes did the talking.
Both women seemed to sense the need of the other.
Call it providence or what have you, she accepted the silent plea.
The lonely white lady, Gia, held the black child to her bosom, still crooning and soon had him sleeping peacefully.
They sat on the wooden bench reaching across class, color, age barriers.
The black mother, Kia, had a weary look while the white lady, Gia, had a troubled one.
Sensing that small talk was passe, they each reached out, the white lady would care for the child in the black neighborhood trailer park mobile home till the baby's birth.
Hopefully that would happen within a week, by when her soldier fiance would be home from Afghanistan.
They bonded well, the autistic child, who at the age of three still needed help to function, now ably guided by the physically trained therapist.
She, being Asian, was refused permission to stay in the US as the new power in the capitol had issued sweeping action to round off immigrants, even legal post graduate degree holders from reputed colleges.
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The black American, an unwed mother hardly out of her teens with a differently abled child and another one on the way, awaited her soldier boyfriend's return.
The positive legal permit to stay on came the same day the baby girl arrived, her twin did not see the light of day.
The father never made it home, the two females stayed together bringing up the children, their family complete.
Life goes on!
between the trees this winter
even as late as 5 pm
on this day.
A solitary duck in drab brown sat still in the deepening darkness watching a late Autumn leaf float by.
Feeling restless and mellow, her stomach roiled. How would she face the coming days with nowhere to go, no job, car or money.
Soon the metro park would shut the entrance as they were open only till dusk that was setting in.
She was out of time and had do something.
The sound of a child crying startled her, she saw the hugely pregnant mother trying to put her fussy child into the stroller he clearly did not want in.
Reaching around, she held her hands out as she crooned a lullaby smiling at the distraught pair. The toddler eyed her and broke into a smile, shyly hiding behind the mothers huge belly.
"Can I be of any assistance please?" her eyes did the talking.
Both women seemed to sense the need of the other.
Call it providence or what have you, she accepted the silent plea.
The lonely white lady, Gia, held the black child to her bosom, still crooning and soon had him sleeping peacefully.
They sat on the wooden bench reaching across class, color, age barriers.
The black mother, Kia, had a weary look while the white lady, Gia, had a troubled one.
Sensing that small talk was passe, they each reached out, the white lady would care for the child in the black neighborhood trailer park mobile home till the baby's birth.
Hopefully that would happen within a week, by when her soldier fiance would be home from Afghanistan.
They bonded well, the autistic child, who at the age of three still needed help to function, now ably guided by the physically trained therapist.
She, being Asian, was refused permission to stay in the US as the new power in the capitol had issued sweeping action to round off immigrants, even legal post graduate degree holders from reputed colleges.
The black American, an unwed mother hardly out of her teens with a differently abled child and another one on the way, awaited her soldier boyfriend's return.
The positive legal permit to stay on came the same day the baby girl arrived, her twin did not see the light of day.
The father never made it home, the two females stayed together bringing up the children, their family complete.
Life goes on!
Caring and sharing is the best way to survive. I am glad Gia found Kia.
ReplyDeletethanks for the comment, keeps me going
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