Impossible
Dedicated to my son, my heart, my Kyle
Sometimes it’s hard to be me –
So much pain to burn,
So much to daily learn,
So much joy to discern.
Sometimes it’s hard to be me –
It’s impossible to be you.
I offer you my soft side
But cannot take your ride
Or be your forever guide.
For me, it’s impossible to be you.
I want to filter the dark
To keep you in the light.
I want to protect you from wrong
By leading you towards the right.
I want to take all your wishes
And make them all come true.
I want to keep the world
From ever hurting you.
But my darling child,
These things I cannot do.
You’re the seed I did plant
To nurture and watch grow,
But you decide the direction
Your branches will grow.
If you develop slowly
And timidly face the sky
Or if you arch boldly
With a brazen sigh,
Either way is yours to try.
You ARE going to sigh,
You ARE going to cry;
These are gifts to your growth
That child, as your Mother,
I cannot deny.
Sometimes it’s hard to be me –
It’s impossible to be you.
... CayCay Jennings
September 2015 (written Nov - 1992)
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2015
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