Being with my kids brings peace of mind
that only gets better with more time.
I wish I could be here all the time
instead of writing these sad rhymes.
Their is a hole inside of me
that I just can’t seem to oversee.
I wish I could be there to help them learn,
but work seems to take up most the concern.
I never wanted it to be this way
my dreams were to be there for every step through the day.
I feel like our bond is growing apart,
and one day when I try to reach them I won’t be in their heart.
When they really need me where will I be?
My place is here, but instead I’m stuck there.
I’ve tried but it seems there’s no way out
so our future I’m starting to doubt.
In the mean time I will continue to dream
of that guardian angel coming to help me…Oversee.