Topic: FOGGY ALL AROUND
A big part of being a parent to adult children, is learning to let go. This little poem hopefully captures some of that:
FOGGY ALL AROUND
One of those mornings …
Limited visibility …
Don't know the time, can't even see my watch,
Don't know where to go, can't even see a ahead,
Don't know where I've been, can't clearly see behind,
Don't know what to do, feels like I'm flying blind.
CHORUS: It's foggy all around, it's cutting off the view,
Can't see which way to go, this fear is nothing new,
But then I look up, and there's the blue sky,
It's might be foggy all around, but we can always learn to fly.
One of those years …
Limited options …
Don't know why he hurts, and his hurt is hard to see,
Don't know how to help, but his pain is hurting me,
Don't know if he'll make it, or if he'll find his way,
Don't wish my boy to suffer, but by his side I'll stay.
One of those things …
Limited understanding …
Don't know how it happened, but things are quite alright,
Don't know how he did it, but it was quite a fight,
Don't know if it's always, or if he'll fall again,
Don't need to worry 'bout him, each victory is his gain.
One of these days …
Limited lifespan …
Don't know if grandkids, are my future's plan,
Don't know if he'll be a Dad, now that he's a man,
Don't know his family plans, but now that he is grown,
Don't need to be in charge, he's flying on his own.
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