Not Ready

One year closer Wings outstretched Ready to take flight To face the world I’m not Looking forward To watching you go Even though you’re One step out the door And leaving anyway My chest aches As I look at you One minute you’re a baby The next, a distinguished Young man I’ve done All that I could To instill morals, ethics And knowledge that will Help guide you along The path you choose Remember No matter what I’ll always support your Drive to succeed Whether it be on earth Or in space Even if it means I’m no longer In the picture My son, I have to let you go But I’m not ready - not ready To feel the pain Of losing you... It hurts Oh, does it hurt Tears trail Down my cheeks As I write this Still, I’m confident You’ve got what it takes To excel, to reach for the stars whatever your future holds Always know Your mother will forever Love you! 2021

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James Inman

Date: 10/25/2021 6:13:00 PM

19 year old who is not ready yet, and a 24 year old who has already left. Both girls.

Diane Perna

Date: 10/25/2021 5:23:00 PM

I know how it feels to have a son leave home, it was so painful more than I could have imagined. You sound like a great mother!

Daniel Schack

Date: 10/25/2021 3:12:00 PM

Simply lovely and loving poetry.please see and comment mine.l Chaim.sir daniel.

William J. Jr. Atfield

Date: 10/25/2021 11:14:00 AM

Heart felt, well expressed poem. I am able to empathize. As a mister mom, having spent ten years raising two Girls, a life time ago it seem. The dreams have faded, walking the lonely halls of my memories hoard and on 29,060 pages of my family history books only to become history as they traverse separate paths, paths that seldom speak to or cross each other. B. J. "A" 2

Ann Peck

Date: 10/25/2021 10:14:00 AM

I had tears reading your poem. I wrote a similar one called, "I Want Those Days." Letting go is never easy, especially when it's a child. A lovely write :)