Awaited
It was long weeks,
months and months
that felt like ages.
You were present,
just not quite
here yet.
We waited,
and waited,
and waited.
We knew you weren’t ready
to come home.
It was long weeks,
months and months
that felt like ages.
We debated names
and colors
and traits.
We wished
and planed
and waited.
We wanted to really be ready
when you came home.
It was long weeks,
months and months
that felt like ages.
We colored
and knitted
and painted.
We worried,
obsessed
and waited.
We were not remotely ready,
but you were,
you were
home.
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