We walked silently hand in hand.
My mind drifted between events
Way too many to count.
I worried about our future
While being comforted by the past —
We’ve always managed to make it.
We’ve come a long way.
We still have many roads to travel.
We’ve only just begun!
A tear filled my eye
As I let go of her hand
Watching her walk into her day.
I remember when her infant fingers
Gripped me tight.
I remember when her
Toddler fingers fought to pull away.
I now cherish the moments
When she wants to hold my hand
For as she grows I have to give her freedom.
She too is torn between growing up
And still being my baby.
I cherish when she hugs me tight.
I walked silently hands in my pocket
Grateful to be given the chance
To be her mom to hold her hand again.
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Contents compiled: December 6 2016
Originally published: December 6 2016
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