Little Teachers

In a few years
they will spread out their wings
they will learn to take flight
they will fly to yonder lands
to find greener pastures
bluer skies
when they leave
they will leave behind memories
they will leave the warmth
of their hugs
their voices will echo inside these walls
they will call out for me
any moment now
and I will wait
the longing
when it comes
may it be bearable
How do I let them go?
As I tuck them in today
My heart is heavy
As they taught me
the nuances of motherhood
Maybe they will teach me
the art of letting go
A lifetime of leanings
And the best teachers
Our children…


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