I missed you at the parents’ meet
when beside me was an empty seat
Our son you have left behind
For me to love & in who to find
your smile, your eyes and your sharp mind
I pray he grows to be just as kind.
Raising a kid on my own
Is the hardest thing I have known
I cannot afford to cry and moan
Till he’s tall, strong and grown
Must find a way to rein in the tears
So stay close by to hear my fears
I’ll tell him some of daddy’s tales
And sing our song when all else fails
When you see that I’m gonna slip
Send a sign or a tip
Keep an eye as he grows
I can’t always be on my toes
We miss you a lot around the house
Be it fixing dinner or stringing the blouse
I miss the way you tuck a strand
Behind my ear with your hand
If only we could will a change
If only fate could be rearranged
We promise you will never be lost
Always staying in our thoughts.
©Krisheaven
Picture Courtesy: Helga and bear