Fly Away Home

You,

my son,

will fly away

from me.

 

Above, beyond,

and over me.

Away . . .

 

I watch you

from a

window

in my soul

that only

parents

know.

 

Someday,

when you have

taken flight and

I no longer

see your

face

 

I pray the

gentle winds

that

brought you

here to me

will guide

you

safely

home.

 

LBM 10/7/99

Done