Across the ravine,
I catch a glimpse -
My children in their own lives -
Picking mushies;
Making a helicopter safe;
Holding Atreyou;
Making a sacred space for family;
Figuring out if you like boys or girls.

I search for a bridge.
It was there when you left,
You used it to get across, away.
But now I cannot see it.

I ache.
I love you enough
To let you be.
I love you enough to
Enjoy you when you’re here,
Knowing that when I let go,
You will take
Just another bit of
The fabric of my soul
Again.

12/21/2008

Posted on 12/21/2008
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