A mother’s anxious hours

I took a bit of ‘poetic license’ with this haiku. But I came up with this today while I was stuck at home while my daughter was having one of her proudest moments at New York Fashion Week.

Waiting and wond’ring
What goes on while I’m not there
Ne’er far from my thoughts

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