Entering The Room

I'm sure it would feel like my parents just walked into my room.

I'd look over at God and see there loving face or stern expression.

I'd reflect on the past few hours, days and weeks and wonder if something has happened.

Have I forgotten one of my responsibilities?

Have I been caught in a lie?

Have I disappointed them?

Have I made them proud?

Have I brought them joy?

Maybe they're just looking at me and enjoying what they've made.

I'm sure it would feel like my parents just walked into my room.

And at that very moment when we lock eyes I'd look up at God, and I'd say "Hi" with a surprised expression and wait for their response.

Because why did they just come into my room without knocking?