my mother cannot navigate stairs very well anymore
the few steps up to our home
have at times kept her from visiting
but even when she does feel strong and able
it is difficult for her to step up
to climb
hence so she has never been through our two story home
because she does not go up stairs
I run up down up down laundry bathroom computer
up down up down so many times in a day
she carefully walks about on the first floor
dom
my son
I listen and watch and hope for more
for the camera to shift
to move up
I want more
I want to see what is there...
...just a little further up
I wait anxiously
just adjust the focus a smidge
I want to see the faces
the face of my first born son
the first gift of my life
his music into my life I hear I see
but I long
I yearn always for his face
and for the precious face of his little one
my grandaughter
my little blonde grand little
I long to glimpse the roundness of her checks her eyes her little face
up just a smidge
readjust
look up
I want more
and I know it will come from looking up
...so anxiously I look...waiting
up always up
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