Categories: Children, Relationships
An empty nest?
Having done my best
I must let go
Continue to care
But not caretake
This will make
The fledglings fly
Say goodbye
Yet not forever.
By releasing my hold
I break the mould
So that each may find
The person they are
Away from my care.
Once secure
On their own
They will return
With mature love
The tables will turn
When I need care
They will be there
For me.
