It wasn’t that my toddler couldn’t be without me
It was that she didn’t understand why the person that stays put
Was grabbing the keys and heading out the door spontaneously.
Crying in to my shoulder she asked, where are you going and
What is happening there?
I sat with her in my lap, arms wrapped around my neck for five minutes whispering in her ear.
Disentangling myself I handed her to Husband
When I made it out of the house and down the road, right where I would have been
An accident bottlenecking, blocking the road.
In the light of the moon nearly full
Waterlogged trolls trail across the field
Join together in a circle to rejoice
Locking branches round the slender tree.
happy canada day!
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