As I watch you play
Your favourite seaside game
On a windy day
I see, what a shame,
I wasn’t even watching.
At the time, back then
I was just busy talking
Hiding in my den
In my head, my thoughts
I didn’t see the beauty
Happening in front me.
Luckily Tara filmed it
And now I got to watch
A tiny part of my life
That had somehow escaped me…
Watching myself not watching
Missed moments of you growing
While still being there.
Being physically right here
But my head is somewhere else
And the sad thing is…
I bet it will happen again.