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Child Leaving

They’ve left so many times before,

this child of mine.

Off to take each impatient step,

uncertain at first, gathering steam.

Always away, towards

eager participation in life’s

array of challenges and delectables.

Coming home,

A backward turn,

Moments of definition

when I know

I am not their rock

but their resting place.

Grace-notes they offer,

tributes to memory,

the time I have invested.

Gracious glances

before moving on.

Privileged knowing,

never forgotten,

a trust I have paid into

for all these years.

Available now at

Amazon or local

Grand Marais



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