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I tend to Overwatch my child

As she hovers over her tablet.

She’s fully engrossed,

It appears she’s on a Path to Exile.


Could this be her Destiny?

I can’t believe that to be true.

I can see her potential,

Still as sweet as a Candy Crush.


Strategizing in Minecraft,

I witness her wheels turning.

I still don’t understand,

But I realize my worries are Unreal.


For tonight’s prompt at dVerse, Sarah encouraged us to use names of computer games in our poem. Many names called out to me as I started expressing my experience as a parent watching my child immersed in her tablet. I tend to want to see more out of her, but when I realize how games help, I know my worries are my imagination.