The running shoes you left behind
positioned like you evaporated from them
angled as if deserted mid-step
have me wondering
were you ready
to move on to an unknown life
stuffing skills and memories in a backpack
experiences overflowing from unzipped pockets
your back receding into the distance
I have learned the answer to
Are you ever ready?
© Ali Grimshaw
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Reblogged this on flashlight batteries and commented:
I am resharing this poem in honor of all the parents attending graduations this month. Congratulations. New adventures await.
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Sandra,
Thank you for the kind remarks.I appreciate the feedback.
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Beautiful. Such clear images. I love the vision of the ‘angled running shoes positioned like you evaporated from them’.
I see my son’s shoes haphazardly blocking the front door and it is indeed as if he had evaporated.
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Thank you for your comments. It is wonderful to hear when someone is touched by my words.
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Shirley,
Thank you for reading my blog. I appreciate your positive feedback. It is a labor of love.
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Nice work Ali. I enjoyed reading, tho not necessarily enjoyable subject, I know.
Cheers,
Frank
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Thank you. It means a lot to me to hear that my words resonate with others.
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Beautifully written as one can tell it’s coming from a mom’s heart. Letting go is hard anyway, but when it comes to your kids it’s the hardest.
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Thank you taking the time to comment. I appreciate that you can sense my writing comes from my heart.
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“…experiences overflowing from unzipped pockets…”
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Oh Miss Ali, this one wrenched my mother’s heart! Your boy is growing up and leaving home!
It’s bittersweet – you and Adam have raised this fine young man who is spreading his wings to fly away. I’m reminded of the writings of Kahlil Gibran; ‘Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself’. You should be proud of the job you’ve done! Big hugs! Chere
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Chere,
Thank you for reflecting back. I am very proud of both my sons and moving through the many levels of letting them go. Thank you for understanding.
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experiences overflowing from unzipped pockets
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Moved by what I see when I read this.
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Thank you for reading and sharing your reaction.
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