Thursday, January 26, 2012

anecdote #224 - hygienist

when I was a teen and scared of pain
she looked at my chapped lips
with a compassion I wished Jesus had.
she asked to balm my lips and
rubbed in soothing with a tenderness
of touch I'd never felt.
Posted by at 9:48 AM

2 comments:

Lodo Grdzak said...

Ooooh. That's kind of hot visual. Wait!--how old were you again?

January 26, 2012 5:46 PM
Pearl said...

ew. doesn't matter really.

February 5, 2012 4:49 PM

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