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Written for my son Chris as he begins a new chapter in his life...



He left yesterday, the adventure now before him there...
Kids today, sometimes I just don't know...I swear.

He decided that a move from home would be just the thing
So now he's on his way to China...a jet on the wing.

What he'll do there is still uncertain
But, I know that he will do a lot of flirtin'.

He's thirty years old and a child no longer,
His mother and I wish we could be stronger.

For the coop is bare as is his room
We won't be hearing from him very soon.

The adventure has begun for him you see 
I guess that this is the way it had to be.

Wanderlust in his imagination has taken hold
"Now", he said, "is the time for me to be bold".

He goes to seek his fortune and fame
Filled with the desire that beast to tame.

I'm sure he will tell us of his travels there
Shanghai, Wusii, and other places rare.

We now stare at each other and smile
Knowing that our son will be okay in awhile.

For he is grown and a man to be sure
Raised with good principles, integrity, and honor.

Yet, I as a father cannot explain
How I truly feel, the lingering pain.

Only a parent has to deal with this vice
With every child, you just roll the dice.

He will be in our thoughts and prayers
Though on the other side of the world I doubt that he cares.

He doesn't know the language, customs, or tradition
Yet off he's gone...to live in that condition.

Like the traveler of old that we read about in books
He will be searching for every new nuance in the crannies and nooks.

And when he returns from his sojourn there
Little will be the time he can spare.

For I know that he will turn around to return
More time to spend to sate the yearn.

And what do I call him now? ... if you ask me,
I think I'll refer to him as - "Marco Pulaski".
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