BIG GIRLS CRY 😢😭 WHEN THEIR HEARTS ARE BREAKING 💔💔

[Picture: 24 megapixels, Rogers Avenue. 💟]

(Warmest regards, yet again, to Sia Furlerof Australia.)

"It was a good song.

Why don't you sing it again?

You said your mother loves it!"

She means well, telling me this

As the clean New England sun descends through green

On the branches. So I balk.

And she, my host, furrows

Her brow, looking somehow abroad. 

We both ache, she and I, for a moment now gone...