Gymboree- 0 missed calls

You used to call me during Gymboree.
I didn't always answer.
I have seen gymbo dance for seven years now,
you have been gone for two months.

Everything has stayed the same.
The boldest colors and the sweetest songs,
"Dance Gymbo dance," and Ella dances.
You see her, don't you?
She is changing, and growing and learning to move to the music.

I feel you always.

It hurts in Gymboree when my phone doesn't ring.
When I no longer have the choice of answering right away or calling you back.
I have made the most horrible of choices,
I have left too many calls go unanswered.

Voice mail is not my voice.
I miss you.

Gymboree ends and I have no missed calls.
Oh, how I miss you.