I’m Watching

October 24, 2007
Almost daily
The little feet
Would patter their way
Through the snow

Almost daily
I could hear
The screeches of pain
And laughter commencing

Almost daily
I knew
That I would see her
Come up the steps
Bid me ado

Almost daily
Those little feet
Would scamper away
And leave me

Almost daily
I would smile
Hug her tenderly
And watch
As she ran

Almost daily
I said good bye
And cried as I watched
Her little feet
Grow smaller

Almost daily
I knew
I’d never see her again

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