I’ll Never Be A Dad (circa 2007*)
Throngs of tall and short folks
Invading my line of sight
Playing
Frolicking
Delighting
Enjoying a family day out
At the playground in my ‘hood.
But me?
I’m looking down from my window
Afraid to step out
Forlorn
Wondering
Lips quivering
Longing
Unfulfilled
Feels like
Four score and seven years ago
Since first we started and desired
Yet it seems our turn might never come?
But we keep hoping.
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe next month
Maybe next year
Or
Maybe
Never?
Meanwhile
My tears flow
Uninhibited.
[*My firstborn arrived two years later, and his brother two years thereafter]
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