I Had To Let Her Go

Tiny purple tipped fingers
Desperately clinging to mine
I hope she knows, I had to let go
Leaving my baby behind

The hall that stretched before me
Now, longer than before
Had me thinking, I was sinking
In between the doors

I turned my back to her crying
That was the hardest part
But she couldn't see, that just like she
I had a broken heart

Outside, the rain was pouring
To flood my cherry on top
My eyes drained to join the rain
I prayed that it would stop

I eventually made it home
Sat still for a long, long time
The screeching sound of letting her down
Bounced about my mind

I always knew I would struggle
Watching my children grow
But because it means, stronger wings
I had to let her go
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Callus Avatar
August 12, 2017 at 3:07 PM
I wish this was fiction, but it sounds too realistic for that, Anna. This is very heartbreaking, but who are we to judge the reasons why some things have to be done! My friend went through the same experience some 30 years ago...now her son, given up for adoption, has turned up at her door..she is in 7th heaven! Regards // paul
Hopper Avatar
August 14, 2017 at 6:15 AM
Thank you for commenting! This was actually describing my daughter's first day of kindergarten. Maybe dramatic, but it was super emotional.
Sivey Avatar
August 9, 2017 at 11:27 AM
This poem is so heart-wrenching I had a hard time reading it because of the tear that was in my eye! This is a very sentimental write my friend, such a powerful piece, nicely done, Great Work!!
Tor Avatar
August 9, 2017 at 11:21 AM
Heartfelt and touching. So sad. Put a tear in my eye just felt your pain...
Sands Avatar
August 9, 2017 at 11:04 AM
Very sad Anna. I can feel it in your words. Well done.
Smith Avatar
August 9, 2017 at 10:14 AM
It takes a strong person to let go knowing it is for the better. Thank you for sharing.
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