I Miss Myself
My little girl hugs me, squeezes,
Daddy, I miss you when you’re at work.
I squeeze back, me too.
She commands my eyes with her question look,
you miss yourself?
We laugh and I say yes.
But, you’re there?
But I’m not.
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Beautiful Mark!
ReplyDeleteThat is a lovely tender moment beautifully captured. And I know that there and not there feeling at work very well.
ReplyDeleteVery nice Mark. Almost makes me want to have kids.... ALMOST...
ReplyDeleteSuperb Mark. An beautiful and illuminating father/daughter moment.
ReplyDeleteHi Mark - really captured the working week in that short poem - and juxtaposing it with such a tender moment is fantastic!
ReplyDeleteHow cool is this!
ReplyDeleteDig it