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Flying Solo
I clung to the safety
of a big red tricycle,
until the day a new two wheeler
lured me to adventure.
Mother ran beside me.
Holding the fender, she steadied me
while I plunged forward, knowing she was there.
I did not know the moment when,
still running by my side, she let me go.
I sensed it, wobbled, lost control and fell.
We tried again, how many times before I had it,
sailing away from her,
free to catch the wind,
and fly alone at last.
How did they guide us
through the childhood tramas,
the turbulence of teen years,
and launch us into life,
releasing us so we could find our balance?
Now I hold my newborn child
and feel the love
that flows from me
into this little life so new,
with all the world before you.
When you push off alone
and find your balance,
will I feel
the joy my mother knew
when I first flew?
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