As she helped me pack up 18 odd years
I’m headed out to face my fears
With boxes of shoes books dishes and clothes
She’s the only one who really knows
How hard it is, to leave the only house I’ve ever know
And face the world out there on my own
Not just mom, she’s my best friend
Knows I’m scared if I go I can’t come back again
So she looked at me and said
I’m here to give you roots and wings
A place where you could explore your dreams
So while you’re soaring out there on your own
Know that you can always come back home
This isn’t goodbye I’m just happy to be here to watch you fly

By Monica Daniels


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