In that chair,
she sobs,
tears from the past,
tears that won’t last.
I carefully watch your reaction,
you slip your foot over to hers,
you grab her hands,
a lightness comes over her.
You both are smiling,
laughing even.
I tell you that I rarely see this in clients,
you both smile.
You don’t know it,
but I do and it’s true,
I rarely see these repairs,
these moments,
this love.
Ten minutes later my day is over.
I pack my bags and walk out to my car.
I catch a glimpse of you in the parking lot,
you pick her up,
twirl her around,
and tell her you’ll see her soon.
I rarely see this in clients.
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