The boy coming to the office was eight.
Came in with tremendous hate.
An exceptionally troubled household.
With a psychiatric stranglehold.
At first, he was cold and uninspired.
But soon became open, feeling desired.
All it took was one moment.
One gesture, one act, one question.
Asking about his day.
Making him genuinely smile.
One simple conversation to relay.
Allowing us to make his time worthwhile.
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