Friday, April 27, 2018

I Left I Returned


When I left
You sat upon the floor
Impish smile
As you thumped upon
That toy piano
Making confusing noise
With childish joy

When I returned
I found you perched
 Upon a piano bench
Beside Grandma
Eyes intently watching
As she played

When I left
You played
An awkward rendition
Of "Let it Be"
With unbounded glee
So I traveled
With a smile

When I returned
You sat upon a  high school stage
A young lady
Playing show tunes
Upon those ivory keys
While I cried tears
Of pride and regret
That I had missed so much
Between I left and I returned


"I was on the road for most of my child's young life which haunts me to a certain extent to this day"



12 comments:

  1. Lovely. Happy the rewards were tears of joy

    Much🌼love

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  2. Still you got to hear the music in the end and your being on the road will have in some way enabled what came to pass.

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  3. Oh this is so touching!!💖

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  4. How wonderful that must have been!! And regret, too.

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  5. That's how quickly they evolve...in the blink of an eye. It's sweet. You gave her the stability to flourish by keeping a steady roof over her head (if I may be so bold to say).

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  6. Movingly nostalgic. Yet it seems that, with all you missed, you did experience some highlights.

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  7. This is heartbreaking... all those moments you missed in between... I hope that you have enough to build a good bond into the future.

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  8. Lovely and nostalgic, you have some wonderful memories to treasure. Not to be discounted ever. :-)

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  9. Oh, this hits my heart, Robert - the child growing so fast as the father travels his lonely miles. Life is hard. Yet she has a loving father, which is a blessing.

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  10. You heard the music, and I'm betting your love was always felt by your daughter no matter where you were.

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  11. Some parents work long hours and it can't be helped - yet it is hard to miss these moments - I know we video tape a lot for older siblings that are out of the house and for Dad who misses a lot due to work. This poem plays that theme well, I knew right away what you were getting at! Well done.

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