College

In all your years I knew this time would come to us one day;

I didn’t see how it would hurt to see you on your way.

Ambivalent’s too weak a word for feeling ripped in two;

Ecstatic and excited, bereft and terrified, too.

 

Days before departure go by faster than I’d wish;

Tearing out my insides like an angler gutting fish.

It’s not to war I’m sending you, you haven’t passed away;

Yet like a fool I mourn this loss and the coming of this day.

 

I wouldn’t want to hinder you or slow your path to growth;

But linger just a moment and hear this final oath:

Call me anytime you need some counsel or a laugh;

I’d like to hear of each new step, each triumph, each new gaff.

 

And may God bless you each new day and see you up each hill;

And though I won’t be with you there, just know He always will.

I speak the words “I’m proud of you,” abashed how trite they sound;

Shake my head and wipe a tear; not caring who else is around.

 

And there you stand, all smiles to greet new friends and this new life;

While we return to hollower house, just my daughter, myself, and my wife.

And realize just an eye blink separates us from when,

My girl will follow in your steps, and we’ll go through this again.

Have you had to leave a son or daughter, a niece or nephew, a grandson or granddaughter at college? How about the recruiting station or a military base? Did it leave you feeling empty inside? Powerless? Leave a comment below.