What is Most Important
I watch you with your wondering eyes.
You watch me as I move around the room.
You yearn for my stillness next to you and my eyes upon your face
Your face to my face.
I hear your heart cry for mine and I am torn.
So much to do. You need so much, I must get it all done.
I rush around for you, but you are lost in the middle and you learn to play
I stop. I look. I listen.
What I hear is the familiar sound…a mourn.
I can’t continue. I cannot stay busy. I cannot lose you.
Our seconds are not retractable…those lost and fading
Our days are only now.
I have to lay the work down
I choose you, sweet boy…as you choose me..no contest is the work for you
It, not you, do I leave forlorn.