And on this
First of November
We remember those
We have lost
Like the leaves
Of fall give
Way to winter’s
Snow we must
Remember that we
All are but
Reminders for those
To come blanketing
A cold world
Upon which for
Them they can
Walk on softly
Until like spring
Gives way to
Summer they blossom
And there last
Night and at
Long last you
Fluttered and pruned
Stepped cautiously out
Caught a wind
Of promise spread
Your wings dropped
Suddenly and took
Your eventual flight
Leaving me now
With but an
Empty nest and
The knowledge that
I’ve done my
Job giving to
This world my
Very own precious
And rare treasure
My dear boy
And off you
Went with your
Knight in shining
Armor the one
That I promised
You that you’d
Find if patient
And return to
Me you did
Telling me tales
Of adventures quests
And moonlit linens
As my old
Heart sang at
Last for at
Last you found
Your very own
I remember when
You first met
Me you cautiously
Approached like a
Cat inching forward
Then darting back
Disappearing and reappearing
Braver each time
Until you eventually
Found comfort in
My elbows crook
Taking ownership there
Which is where
You remain every
Night after dinner
I am not
Motivated by lust
But rather by
Learning learning to
Be yourself if
I can take
You from here
To there then
My job is
Complete what you
Do on the
Other side is
Completely up to
You
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 