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GLIMPSE
An on-line work meeting at home.
It’s evening. Children’s bed-time.
Suddenly, from one screen
through the study walls we hear
shrieks and cries of ‘I want Daddy…’
We all smile, except Daddy.
Later, his head swivels from the screen.
A door has opened, quietly.
Onscreen, we see a upturned head
appearing at his knee,
and we glimpse a tear-washed face.
Silently, Daddy bends
to hug his little son goodnight.
They exchange a tender kiss. No words.
A hush has fallen on the group.
This is why we work.
An on-line work meeting at home.
It’s evening. Children’s bed-time.
Suddenly, from one screen
through the study walls we hear
shrieks and cries of ‘I want Daddy…’
We all smile, except Daddy.
Later, his head swivels from the screen.
A door has opened, quietly.
Onscreen, we see a upturned head
appearing at his knee,
and we glimpse a tear-washed face.
Silently, Daddy bends
to hug his little son goodnight.
They exchange a tender kiss. No words.
A hush has fallen on the group.
This is why we work.