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The Hardest Part

The hardest part Is letting go A song of emptiness Only a parent can know. You always thought Time was there Giving you moments With innocence to share. That inevitable day Appears unknown But turn around And suddenly their grown. A beautiful woman A handsome man No longer a child With a future to plan. They spread their wings And begin to fly Soaring with courage That makes you cry. They pack their bags With an excited smile But you can only count Every distant mile. Time seems to stop As you remember the past Each little moment You thought would last. The hardest part Is letting go A song of independence You helped to grow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Date: 8/3/2009 12:50:00 PM
The wisdom you ooze will still be on tap for your children, and if i was your child - you would be the only person i would be turning to, a quite incredible lady you are. Its amazing the picture of someone you create, even just through reading their poems, gorgeous poem>>James
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Date: 4/29/2009 8:49:00 AM
Yeah... there sure is a hollow feeling left when the kids move out; but you did your best, now it's time for THEM to F L Y!!! Great jod here! Best wishes, Keith
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Date: 2/3/2009 5:39:00 PM
Parents everywhere will relate to your words. The emotion in your words rings true. I really like the last stanza. Luckily for me, both my daughters are in college only about 7 miles away. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us and for your kind words regarding my poetry. Karen
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Date: 11/24/2008 5:30:00 PM
Oh I feel you so. The most difficult thing is letting go, as stated in your title. The cycle must continue, and it does get easier, in a way. We humans learn to adapt well, in time. I also have a boy and girl who have left the nest. My son the latest at college age 21. You might want to check out my poem The Price of Love. Good luck. Great write. Love, shar
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