A Song for Mikki

I wonder if you'll miss the songs that I sing to our dogs

Or the jokes I tell that miss more than they hit

The way I fumble loudly through the house when I'm so tired

Even though I'm trying hard to be quiet

The accents that I imitate late while we watch TV

Or the sound effects I make for no good reason but to be

A little bit annoying, just a bored sensory seeker

Or the coffee I prepare to make your every morning sweeter

Will you miss me

When I'm not here

Cuz I'll miss how you fall asleep with your phone in your hand