The smell of your perfume
And the click of nighttime heels
As you walked into the room
When you kissed us all goodbye
I would feel a sudden yearning
To plead, "Don't go! But stay with me"
For fear you weren't returning
Yet I would sit and watch you leave
With worry in my heart
Hoping that He'd keep you safe
In time we spent apart
When bedtime came, she'd tuck me in
And I would sit, upright
Or tiptoe down to Meghan's room
'Til you came home that night
I remember waiting anxiously
Worried and concerned
And how I felt a deep relief
When you and Dad returned
Now it's you who waits for me
As time has tables turned
You watch with hard-earned patience
And hope that I have learned
You dance with purest joy
In moments I succeed
And give to me with fullest heart
In times of childlike need
Your trust in God is evident
As it is placed in me
I carry that as I am formed
'To whom I am to be
Sometimes, I slip to memory
Of clicking heels and night perfume
The sounds of you returning home
And gentle footsteps to my room
As I pretended I was sleeping
You would kiss my head goodnight
And drifting off, I felt at peace
For once again, all things were right
But now I'm here, and you are there
And though we're far away
Know that I still carry you
Within myself each day
And if I have a daughter
She'll see you when she looks at me
For you are written on my heart
A part of me, eternally
-C. O'Connell-
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