The eve of returning to work ⠀

With very mixed emotions, ⠀

From our beautiful timeless dream,⠀

I now need to be woken…⠀

⠀

Our uninterrupted time together ⠀

Sadly has come to an end,⠀

Seven days filled of us,⠀

Is no longer just ours to spend.⠀

I’ve loved every inch ⠀

Of our little bubble.⠀

I can’t imagine my days⠀

Not hearing you babble.⠀

It might be good for us, ⠀

You’ll have fun too. ⠀

I might have a hot tea⠀

But my best days are with you.⠀

It truly pains me to say -

I mightn’t see every milestone ⠀

Or comfort every cry, ⠀

Or be able to hold you close ⠀

And tell you it’s alright.⠀

But I hope you’ll be ok, ⠀

Hope the days aren’t too long.⠀

I hope you have so much fun,⠀

And I’ll work on being strong.

Poem; Renee Melizza