Lay Down Your Head

Tell us in your own words about
The mother and her young son,
She bending down to graze his head
With tender lips and whisper in his ear.
Tell us about his eyes brimming with tears

And what that meant to you,
Standing in line at Hot & Crusty
For your single cinnamon bagel.

Can you say why that is the eternal moment,
Why the sight left you in tears as well
And unable to speak? Then tell us of the woman
Behind the counter whose patience you tried
As she waited to receive your order.

Have you no consideration for anyone, heedless child?

August 2005

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