Ask me if I’m sad, a bit but,
I’m happy they manage on their own.
Then I must be sorry, a bit but,
Ain’t I glad they flow with the stream?
Then why aren’t they homesick?
It’s fine as long as they wouldn’t give up.
Those happy times lasted quite long,
And am mighty glad I savored them all.
As the fun times doubled and tripled,
I saw it coming slow and trudging.
And though I dreaded and looked away,
Here it laid waiting, at my door step.
And slowly it crept into my home,
Plunging on me, as one left and then the other.
Now I look up to meet their eyes,
For higher than me they both stand.
But proud as ever I am of both,
And sure they’ll do their best at it, whatsoever.
Take flight my little ones and soar to the skies,
But remain forever you will in my purview.