MISSED

It’s a missed opportunity to never be alone

In those still giant moments

When you turn off the phone

Escaping reality’s grip

Is one thing that should fill your abode with cheerfulness

Thank God for your time alone

Missing in action, is worth every reaction

The quiet place we reside in, in our own space

Brings forth fortitude and grace

Being missed, looked over, or replaced

Is never a diss to this face

Because the time alone

Gives more peace than atonement will ever speak.