He was going off to college with his mom watching on.
Tears in her eyes even though he would not be gone long.
Had she taught him enough would he make it?
What if too much stress and he could not shake it?
Before he left, there were kisses and hugs
then she slipped a note in his luggage........
A lot of laughter, some pain
Circle back then rearrange
Time to stop this train, let it be
Try a different route and set free
Know who you are and mean it
Be confident and brave you will benefit
Dreams, who you are when you are awake
Open the gate, at the front line, your time to shine
Now go make it...
©Holly P. Moore
To my son Jonathan, the baby is leaving the nest