I wonder what you are thinking about
When you stare off to faraway places
What things do you see
what words do you hear
Is it a sweet memory, or deep anxiety
Do you want to be here, or really stay there?
Does it take a special sound
To bring you back to me?
A certain tone or lingering touch
A fragrance that teases at your nose
Is this perhaps a time when your mind is quiet
And you sit confused not understanding what to do?
My mind is busy too, I guess a lot like you
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1 comment:
Noah, mammy puts into words what I often feel but am unable to convey. We watch and interact with you, yet at the same time, that brain of yours is assimilating questions and answers to other, far more complexed problems. You are always here..yet there as well. I wonder if we all don't do that at some point...You take joy in the little things...we all need to learn from you...and take time for the "little" things and enjoy what God has given us..without the worries that often plague we adults.
Love Daddy
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