What Do I Expect?

On By Piano girl

When talking
To my mom
On the phone-
To hear my dad
In the background
How’s my little girl?

When visiting
The house
Where I grew up-
To see him walking
Down the hall or
Standing in the kitchen

When far away
In my own home
Living my daily life-
To picture them
In my mind’s eye
By each other’s side

Each represents a truth
I have witnessed
Year after year
But sometimes
Life requires a change
Of expectations

Death is no exception.

Tho its shifts remain
Partially hidden
Until their time
Otherwise, we
Might not love
Quite so fiercely

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