by Kathleen Weisgerber

Created on: November 01, 2008

Parent

You must be wise enough to know

to make them stay will make them leave.

You must know when to let them go.

Yet, if they go you know you'll grieve.

In youth they need you always near.

When they turn teen, you're in the way.

You miss the days you wiped their tears,

you miss their hugs, warm sunshine rays.

Yet, if you want them always close-

don't push them out with clutching fists.

It's love for them you feel the most,

and to this you must attest:

My child, I'll love you till I die.

Try your wings out now, and fly!

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