Impossible

Dedicated to Kyle, My Darling Son 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 even as your Mother, I can neither defy or deny. Sometimes it’s hard to be me – it’s impossible to be you.