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I hate to leave you in the morning

Posted by Geoff | Filed under Children

The smile on your face outshines the sun
As I walk into your room
The sweet sound of “daddy”
You tell me of your dreams in a language I don’t speak
But the wonder is clear

Changed and ready for the day to come
You gigglescream from your room
Searching for Mommy, kitty, Horton, Mog, Ya Yas
You used to sign for milking a cow
Now it’s “juice”
You are always excited to eat

You bring me books
You bring me frogs
You bring me toys
You want me to play
You want me to stay
You want me today

But I have to go to work
I have to leave you
I see your childhood slipping away

We eat
Together
For a few short minutes

Make coffee
Gather lunch
Brush teeth
Fill bag
Carpool in five minutes

Mommy sits with you
Reading
Colouring
Laughing
Hugging

Have you forgotten me already?
Am I but a ghost in your life?

Quick hug
Kiss
Royal wave
“Bye bye Daddy”

I hate to leave you in the morning

Tags: DearMonkey

Permalink | Comments (4) | September 29, 2009

4 Responses to “I hate to leave you in the morning”

1. Roger Says:
   October 5th, 2009 at 03:23

   Wow, great poem, and I know exactly how you feel

2. Evol Says:
   October 18th, 2009 at 23:22

   Thinking about monday, already hating to leave my son. great poem

3. Doug Says:
   November 9th, 2009 at 10:39

   I go through the same thing every day. Breaks my heart, and there are two of them now that miss Daddy.

4. Geoff Says:
   November 9th, 2009 at 12:19

   I’m dreading the day I have two of them telling me that.

   Le sigh.

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