Mom,
when I was little
I felt safe
walking behind you
my child’s legs unsure
of each step I took
on my journey.
You were my guide,
my comfort,
my protection.
But, now I am tall,
my legs longer,
and I struggle
to fit in
behind you.
I look over your shoulder,
curious and excited
about the world
I see ahead of me.
Mom,
it is time
for us to part,
you on your journey
and me on mine.
Please don’t worry.
I’ll be fine.
I’m wearing a coat
of all you’ve taught me.
Wish me well,
and watch me fly.
Thank you, Mom.
With all my love.
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Author: Valerie Serrano
Valerie Serrano has a master of fine arts degree in creative writing and a bachelor of arts in psychology.
Valerie taught English and writing in New York for seven years (1996-2003), and has been teaching creative writing classes online through www.LetsWrite.com and in Santa Rosa, California, where she now resides, since 2012. Her small business is called Let's Write! from which she also offers editing, self-publishing help, and more (such as motivation to good but scared writers).
Val loves every minute of it, especially when students have the gumption to take their writing from first (very) rough draft to (self) published. Valerie has self-published her own novel called The Archangel of Hamilton Beach and a children’s picture book, Horses Talk Funny, both available on Amazon and via her blog.
Val loves to say: So, Let's Write!
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