the graffiti on the floor

slowly the graffiti on the floor is being wept aqway by his mother
with an angry face she tells herson to wipe his tears
" and go to you room, no dinner!"
he goes with a heart full of anger

she weeps her own tears
hardly she did hide her own fears
" how can i tell him now?"
as the water-painted picture slowly vanished ...
the picture of the son. mommy and the dying daddy in the sun ... full of happiness... wept away