My Dear/Poem by MwsR

photography of baby holding the hand of person
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I see your things amongst the others

You are still here in so many ways

Nothing has really been the same

Often times I lay and daydream

You are in those daydreams, happy and smiling

I often wonder where did my time with you go?

Why must we let go and let them make their own path?

I never fully thought about the little time I would have

Forever meant forever, just the way it began

I was in denial for so many reasons in so many ways

I sometimes felt like I hindered you

I guess that is normal, at least in this case

Being a parent is never easy and we will make mistakes

We will want to hold onto our children for our lifetime in one way or another

It is natural and it is okay.

It is when we stop letting them experiment, try new things

Or perhaps when we don’t allow them to take things on their selves

That we smother their chances, their desires, and their wants.

No one ever said it would be easy or without tears

I have loved and cherished all my time with you years.

Always know that better or worse, you still can come here

I will still hold you and comfort you, my child, my dear,

(TO MY kids R>M>J)