Airing Wings
We instruct our children young,
to unfold their wings and fly
We campaign them from the nest,
always factoring the reasons why
Some will find a domain that’s close
while others browse and stay in flight
We implore they all come home
by the finish of every night
We construct our memories early,
to draw on when we’re old
They migrate back around
to visit and say hello
We hope they never leave,
but some displace so far away
We maintain them in our hearts
and there they’ll always stay
*dedicated to a special friend, whose family went back home very recently*
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