What I Missed

What I Missed

This morning as you lay sleeping

after I kissed you goodbye

I quietly made my way out.

You lay peaceful in dreams,

your day begins later than mine.

I made my way to the car.

I won’t be there when you rise.

Tell me what dreams did you have,

what’s on your mind?

Thoughts of you stream to me as I drive.

I arrive at work and make my way

in.

I think to myself,

has your day yet to begin?

I sit down and begin to ply my craft.

Thoughts of you filling my mind

Are you up yet, are you eating breakfast?

What is the story you’re telling?

And do you know what……..

I continue my way through;

attending to the things requiring my

attention.

All the while curious

Have you begun to create your dreams

for today?

What form do they take, are you

caught in a story, are you making

an escape?

The minutes and hours pass by.

With each breath I think of you and

wonder what it is you are doing

in this moment….

as I wish I was with you.

Stories, drawings, the fantasy

you create every day.

All the wonder you find

all the boundaries you push

What foes have you fended off

Tell me what does a princess wish…..

What is the score in your game?

Moona, Gil, Waiter, Princess Moona, Baltimore……

Mr. Gruper can’t wait.

All the brilliance you create while you play.

These are the things that I miss…..

While I am away.

The great choices you make

all the risks you dare take.

All the fall downs and

getups…

The tears and the laughs

as you learn on your way.

The minutes pass through

my hands. 

How high did you jump

how fast did you twirl?

My world made whole by two boys and two girls.

When I measure the balance

I know where it stands at the end of the day.

As I go to work in the morning and come home

at night.

I know I missed everything…

While I was away.