Squeeks ring in her ears as individual letters string together,
A green marker marks a white whiteboard,
From a shaky hand,
A short sentence forms,
Words drip from her careless lips,
Whispers of thoughts she wants to convey,
A quiver comes with an audible vowel,
A tap on the shoulder,
A clearing throat,
Remind her that she is not alone.
Squeek.
- MRB and NJF 10/20/2009
