I Miss Those Days

I miss those days. Those exciting days,when you go by eightand return by fourto be greeted by our innocent smile,tiny racing legs,short outstretched arms, small voices screaming ‘daddy, daddy’and warm embracethat only your legs received. I miss those days Those other daysWhen you still go by eightBut return before fourAnd unprepared,we scamper for orderat the …