Saturday, February 8, 2014



Life and Letting Go

Sitting on the porch step perplexed and
Pondering wherefore, whence and whatever! 
However, how come, hence and finally,
What goes around, comes around.
Return,  depart and what happened? 

My little boy is growing up, 
Just the way he should. He's 
Moving out and becoming 
All that he wants to be. 
I'm happy-sad, spilling over 

Confusion and curtailed honesty.
Must be strong. Be well. Be better
But my boy is moving out. Starting
To fly (I almost pushed him 
Out of this house-nest)

So say it loud!
Say it clear! Deep breath:
Be well! It's time. 
Bye hon. Bon voyage! (and 
Buck up, Mom.)

Sending love and hugs! 


  1. You capture so well that rough transition in parenting from little boy to young man. I'm having similar issues with my son who just started college. I'm impressed how you captured this in poetry.

  2. Thanks for your comment, Sarah. It's nice to know that someone understands these mixed-up feelings.


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