years in the making – August 17

8.17

I strive to stay calm as

the boy gets ready to

leave.

 

years in the making

of being out in the

world

 

we planned for this

along the way of

course

 

that he would go to

college and graduate

and leave.

 

why then does it feel so

like a house hollowing

out

 

and open days ahead

of empty sounds

abounding.

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