She Cries She's a 37 year old woman and he's a 35 year old man. But when we met she was 32. Beautiful for her age, a workout queen. Watched what she ate and knew what she wanted. Her son was the little man, handsome and sporty. Her husband attractive and young. College type and always bike riding. Her #life seemed great, genuinely happy. Smiled at the neighbors, a social butterfly. Five years forward, they raised the little man and gained a autistic little girl. The little girl can only say hello or hi. Sweet as your grandmas homemade pie. The mother (She) cries at night and acts during the day. Always a little smile, it must be painful to fake it. Years drained her, she seems so unhappy. Distracting herself with a little green garden, picking the red tomatoes for the neighbors next door. The little man getting all the attention from the father. He seems to just leave it all up to her. Little girl says hello to everyone that walks pass and they say hello too. Mother knowing the gossip the walkers spread, she's afraid of getting judge. So she never looks into your eyes, so you can't read her. I see her pain, raising a autistic little girl must be hard. You use to bright up your house and smile truly smiling. She is slowly losing her looks, and as she does her husband seems to be gaining her attractiveness. I know she's afraid that this little girl is draining her, from her almost perfect #life. Sigh. I pray for you every night, I hope your ok she. Smile.