
As tears roll down; oh what have I done?
I cannot hold her, as she walks out the door
When did I lose her; have I truly tried
I would rather of died then feel this way inside.
I look where she once lay
Now empty as my heart
Oh where do I start?
Why did we have to part?
The years have flown by
She’s grown so fast,
Now she has started her new life
So willing was she to part
With a piece of my heart.
I want to reach out and touch her
But there is nothing but air.
Did I show her I really care?
Have I listened to her voice, did she have a choice?



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I find that I go over coversations and actions
- second guessing myself - did I do it right? did I too much? not enough?
I know that I can only look to re-establishing a relationship - adult to adult.
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You captured the emotion and everything beautifully in this poem.
I kind of had those same feelings when our oldest daughter left for college. She never did move back home. Now she is married with a bunch of kids and lives so far away. I love it when she comes for visits and enjoy all of my grandchildren, as every one is a favored one.
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My baby is a junior in college 75 miles away and the invisible umbilical cord still gets tugged. No matter how old the kids are and how independent and responsible, mothers always hold in our hearts the safe years, when we had them close.
Thanks for sharing!
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We all have to go through this, don't we!!
But then, so did our parents - and back then, we thought it was totally normal to do what we did... hmm...
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Now he is forty-years-old, a great person and a wonderful friend. Children are the truth in the saying: "If you love something, let it go . . . It will return to you." Or something like that. :-)
I have a photo and poem along this same line at the following link:
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Lovely words, Wiaka.
In the first stanza, line 4, the word way is not needed.
Norma I really have to feel the emotion for the words to come out and for the most part I am not very emotional; it just wasn't done in our family.
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Blessings to you...