It’s never easy to let go
Of people whom we love dearly.
As a mother,
It’s difficult to let go of our children.
They want to be free,
They want to show that they can make it out on their own,
They want to be independent.
Yet as a mother,
I’m so afraid that they will be hurt,
Or taken advantage of,
Or being in the wrong company,
Or being at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Yet as the children grow into their teenage years and into adulthood,
The desire to be able to make their own choices
And be responsible for their own consequences
For much as we love them,
We cannot be with them 24/7.
So like the bunch of peonies and roses in the vase,
The more space each flower has,
The more each flower is able to bloom to its full potential.
With heart in my mouth
I have to let each of my children go
To live the life that they chose
For I cannot live their lives for them.
I can only keep praying for them,
Keeping communications open,
And letting each of them know
That where ever they are,
No matter what happens,
I will always be there for them.
All they need to do is to let me know.
For I will always love them near and far.