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The small child sits there,
He is alone.
The clock ticks.
His neck is stiff.
Sweat rolls down his forehead and arms.
Shall he ever feel his mother's warm embrace?
He waits.
Still alone.
His palms are sweaty.
Is he prepared?
What if she's not even there...?
His nails dig into his flesh.
The pain reminds him he is still there.
A door in the office opens.
The small child stands up, only to see an officer standing before him.
But the officer leads another figure in.
The figure is revieled to be a woman,
Tears in her eyes.
But they are not of sadness.
They are of joy.
Of love.
And the boy cries,
"Momma!!"
And he leaps forward
Into his mothers open arms
And she firmly grasps him
Tears streaming down both their faces
And she weeps,
"I thought I had lost you."
And they are reunited once again.
A family.