I know that look,
subtle but distinctive, recognizable
to a mother,
it's time to get her out of there
and change the subject, get some fresh air,
try to get to laughter, replace
that look with a smile,
eat some tiramisu,
drink some wine,
have some tea.
that look would have crumbled
into tears,
no need for that.
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