Business Trip

I hate when I leave my son
to go on a business trip
I’m breaking a vow I made
before my child was born

I know it’s just a few days
before he’s back in my arms
It doesn’t stopme feeling
like I’m abandoning him

Old memories resurface
buried since my childhood
of my father leaving me
for many a business trip

He’d leave for months at a time
to the far corners of Earth
with occasional phone calls
his tenuous link to home

There’s one major difference
between my father and me
His job came before his son
My son comes before my job

© 2018 by Benjamin Goodrich