On a Tuesday I watched as you said goodbye
And said with a huge smile, “See you on Thursday!”
To your young son who cringed and fought
the connection between your arms
to his body.
Who needs your attention?
If you have a child
there is no one that needs you more
The weather in your life doesn’t matter
your own heart
needs your own work
to bathe it in light
Because those magic eyes that look to you
won’t always be there if you ignore them
They’ll turn to rings
Away from you even when they look at you.
Their love is not yours to expect
Their sweetness is not yours to demand
With hands in the air
reaching for birds
The ghost of the baby you loved
will go.
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