“While she’s off to College…..”

Her Beanie Babies
Look down at me
From their high perch
Far above her desk.

They’re tokens of love
From distant places,
Cities I visited
While off on my rambles.
A gift to delight
A young daughter
And assuage an absence from home.

They sit now as reminders
Markers of days
I was gone,
Accusing me quietly
Of not spending more time
With a daughter
Now no longer home.

So I sit here now,
Sighing about
Lost opportunities,
Alone with her Beanie Babies
Who, like me,
Wait for my daughter
To someday come home.

eyk 10/27/10
final form 11/6/10