I WATCH I watch her, undetected the delicate outline of her face enveloped in a golden halo as the rays of sunlight peek through her window. My eyes swell with a crystal liquid that glistens as it spills off my cheek. So many things I had hoped my precious, innocent daughter would experience in her lifetime dashed the opportunities that should have been hers. I see such pain in her eyes at times, I want to scream out but dare not. What longings she desires she had hidden well by actions, for the most part. But, then the song comes on the radio – I see her longing to know a normal life To be able to do simple things would she ever know a first date? Would she ever know the love only a man has for a woman? I watch as she sits so exquisitely quiet eyes of innocence filled with curious wonder I watch, as she watches other girls with an innocent smile she greets them yet they fear her I watch as my heart squeezed with agony my longings for her can not be so painful as her own must be. Her cheeks flushed just a hint of pink red pouty lips the hypnotic green, gold eyes surrounded by thick darkness lashes excessively long. I watch the quiet beauty of my daughter, her sadness but quickly the look fades as clouds dissipate with a wind blown sky she has spotted me Veiling her longing to live a normal life she feins a smile as I watch. Quickly, I must flee her room, her sight out of earshot I hear the agonizing moan not even the knot over filling my throat to cause physical pain can quiet it is coming from me, not her. Impatiently I await the redness to clear my swollen eyes then rush to her side I hug her, probably squeezing too tight I love you Doll I tell her as I watch and wait for our miracle. 2010 Written/All Copyrights Retained by: O’Della Wilson AKA Alhavakia AKA TheGoSeeGirl #Poem #Poetry #IntractableEpilepsy #RefractoryEpilepsy