Text Daddy

The Younger Child
Watches belongings
Unloaded, by big men
Hiking steep stairs
With a pant and a puff.

Puzzled, saw his
Things and Mommy’s
And realizes then
Something is missing
There was no Daddy stuff.

“Mommy, will you
Please text Daddy.
Ask him to come live
With us in our new place.”

Dream texting…
Happily ever afters
Dream Younger Child

~ J.E. Dyrholm ~