Leaving Home #2
The final moment of adulting glory You were raised for this, year after year Born, fed, grown, taught, and off you go
"When you get your own house you'll see!"
I frankly expected a much better feeling Or at least a more honest pat on the back One proud parent would suffice For a change none of us ever thought would be easy
Tell me I've earned it, father Tell me you're proud of me, mother I wanted to start a family just like you Build my life my way with whom I love
Was I short sighted not to expect this Feeling of abandonment and disappointment Maybe you felt it too? And your parents? Should I still lay under your wings?
I hope one day you can take the time To see the walls I've painted Pictures framed hanging The happiness I wished to share
But I'll always hide this unkind sadness Plaguing myself for two years past Waiting to welcome you into my home Like you once welcomed a little me
March 14th, 2024











