Not a Normal Day. Guest Post by Stuart.


The day started like any other,

An early morning, no need to bother

You with all the minute details

But you need to know, for context you see,

That Georgia and I, on days like these,

Spend half of it all by ourselves

While mom is at work we laugh and play

Of course on any normal day,

But as hinted before this was not

To add some fun to it all

Recently, Georgia learned to crawl

And actually had become quite mobile

She would move constantly around the room

One leg tucked under like a wounded raccoon

Making it very hard to keep tabs on her

On Momma's way out the door she said

“Keep up with her or you’ll be dead!”

And with a reassuring thumbs up I sent her on her way

While Stinky played I read in the recliner

Thinking to myself “There could be no finer

Of a morning to just sit and relax.”

The previous days had been very busy

With endless school work that always left me

All tuckered out by the end of the day

And so it was on that lazy morning

Finding my book to be a bit boring

My eyelids decided to suddenly get heavy

And though I knew I could not sleep

Because I had a solemn duty to keep

I thought “I could just shut my eyes for a second.”

I should have learned when I tried this while driving

One early morning, that the thought comes from diving

Headfirst into irrationality

Sleepy heads are not so rational

But actually they tend to fall

Towards the chest as sleep takes over

My thoughts passed out of time and space

Taking me to some other place

When suddenly fear took hold and I awoke

How long I was out I did not know

Was it an hour or a minute ago?

Whatever it was something didn’t seem right

The room was filled with sounds of weeping

When I realized that while sleeping

My little girl had up and crawled away

Panic set in and I started to fume

As I looked in the kitchen and living room

Searching for my allusive baby G

There was a sinking in my heart

When through the living room I did dart

Past the front door that had been left open

Alone in the world, this could be bad

My little girl is without her Dad!

She must be frightened all by herself

I never had time to teach her the things

She needed to know, or buy her rings

The weight of it all was more than I could bear

All the thoughts in my head started to race

“What if she was with bad people or in a bad place?”

 This helpless feeling pressed down on me hard

What could I have done differently

To prevent such a calamity

From ever having taken place?

It was all my fault my girl was lost

I was on my knees feeling the cost

Looking toward the heavens I cried “Whyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!”

A voice replied from above

And descended like a dove

But none-the-less made me fall on my face

He said “Worry not about your little viper,

She is safe in her cloth diaper.

You needed this to remind you of something important.

For the love you have is not your own

But it comes from Him who is on the throne

And He is your only hope in life and death.

As a parent your failings will be many

So be sure not to hold out any

Trust within yourself.

Putting your hope in the right place

Will protect you just in case

You start to presume the things you shouldn't.

So now that I've given you a shake

It is time for you to wake.”

And with that I came out of a deep sleep

I couldn’t believe it was all a dream

Nothing was really as it seemed

Except the fact that I had been sleeping

Still sitting in my chair

At the floor I did stare

At my baby girl who was fast asleep

Just then Momma walked through the door

To see me sitting and Georgia on the floor

And with a smile on her face she said “Awe”

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