Texas in Seventy-Eight Minutes. 

Donna Freeman

July 27, 2022

“I’m sorry,” he said,

 “I lost my glasses.”

His mother looked at him,

reassurance lay stuck in her throat.

Drenched in disbelief at

who had died,

that his innocence survived,

that those innocents were no longer,

she could only press him closer,

look in his eyes.

Attempting a smile 

she managed to say

to her eight-year-old son,

her only one,

“You see so well without them.

Your teacher would’ve been proud.”

Donna Freeman started writing poetry at age twelve. Her work has appeared in the Wilderness House Literary Review, the Blue Lake Review, and Ocean State Poet’s Anthology: Giving Voice. Donna's poetry was also selected for Rhode Island Public Radio’s "Virtual Gallery 2020." She is active in several poetry groups.

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