I Saw The Holes

I folded his shirt. I saw the holes,
He had nervously chewed the rim.
My heart goes out to him...
It too was left behind.
How could they be so unkind?

I placed the shirt aside,
Much like what they did to him,
Hoping to patch the holes..
Not knowing how to manage
This irreparable damage.

by NeVada Baker

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I was told Time has away of healing all things, yet the days seem so long... He will return soon.