today was a hard day, darling.
your daddy did many things
and isn’t entirely sure if he did
of those things as well as he could
or should because
well how on earth do we measure such things
sometimes your daddy feels as if
all he can do is walk into walls while
a door stands open how on earth did he miss it
today, goodness, today was one of those days
lots of up close and personal with drywall
and maybe you noticed because on your way
out of a door you turned to daddy who was on the floor
gathering our legos and you
waltzed in zipped pink cowgirl boots
plunged through scattered remnants of a plastic tower
and flung tiny arms as wide as could be
and i decided to measure this day
in the wingspan of a fox
and her grip around my neck.
today was a great day, darling.
i love you,