Long Good Byes

You left me, oh so, long ago my baby, my only child before I wanted to let go you'd said your first good bye. For you had so much work to do you needed space to grow, and surely could not do so with a fretting mother in tow. My son you walk beside me now rejoined, grown up, a man, trying to explain to me, you're doing the best you can. You didn’t mean to cause me pain such anxiety and fear all of those small good byes were just meant to get you here. The whole world we gave to you and it took a quite awhile to see the sights and sounds around to, wander and compile. Now, you are searching for a wife hope one day to have a child, and as you walk beside me we ponder your learning style. How each of us has our own path which parents can’t walk for them. How children grow to be men that’s what good byes were for then. Contest: The Second Hand Emotion Poet: Debbie Guzzi *Love of a child....emotions sadness /anxiety