Hushed Whispers 

Hushed whispers in the corner store

“Be quiet, here she comes”

A girl walks through the door

Pregnant and young.
She braces herself for the silence

That’s always in the air

Rumors are worse than violence

When people stop and stare.
Life here in such a small town

Everyone knows everyone

The gossip can wear you down

With talk about what you’ve done.
She’s been made to feel ashamed

Ever since she began to show

“I wonder who the father is?”

“I bet she doesn’t know”
She fights back the rising tears

And forces them not to fall

Harsh critics were once friends

Who used to visit often and call.
Everyone has their pride to hold

She tries to hold hers up high

Though the world’s ugly and cruel

Beauty she nurtures inside.
Hushed whispers in the corner store

“Be quiet, here she comes”

A girl walks through the door

Just the same as everyone.
Poem by Paul D Aronson. 

Photographer unknown. 

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