Colorado Rocky Mountain High
Is it any different?
We send a son off to war
a daughter to college
or the other way around.
and they are on an imaginary space ship
we on the ground.
At play at six
first date, first car
they sail away
and us not noticing til they are gone.
Helpless? No.
Many help, many
in the glue that is
the village
as they sail high away
the country, the world.
They wake up safe
in a box
in our attic
and we pretend it is always
so
By Phil Specht
Monday, October 19, 2009
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2 comments:
It is really poignant to read this in between photos of Allyson. ♥
'Tis isn't it?
♥
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