I drive with 15 eyes open,
Eyes that never blink,
I am her protector.
Although we must be apart throughout the day,
It makes the time we spend together short and unfair but sweet.
I pick her up ever so gently as to not wake her,
The warmth of her breathe on my neck make the walk to the door bearable.
As I lay her down she looks at me, she understands I have to leave.
Departing so painful.
When we reunite she runs towards me, for a minute I am her focus, and I realize the beauty in our routine.
Tomorrow will come inevitably, and again, I’ll have to let her go.