Kim drops her things at the Relay.
She won’t hear a whine or pout .
She has to leave without delay.
With her work, Kim’s so devout.
Her job has status and high pay.
She can’t see she’s missing out.
I’m happy when I see my Kyle.
I’m in a state of blissing.
I notice every frown or smile,
That others are dismissing.
It’s nice that for a little while,
The boy gets what he’s missing.
At eight we see the mom chauffeur.
Relay Daycare lights are dimmed.
“Until tomorrow,” I assure,
And then Kyle goes home with Kim.
Though he’s with her, he’s missing her,
But she’s never missing him.
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