My Dear MAMA,

She was my rock,

She was my strength.

Now that the time has stretched,

It’s time for me to leave the nest

She made it easy,

Swift! Like a river flow.

She made it slow,

But exact, to what I know.

Now, I chose to leave her,

I wonder what was in my head.

When everything I needed was right there,

I decided to wander off and be independent.

At this moment, I’m upfront for the world,

So scared and nervous, just about to hurl.

But at the back of my mind, I know she’s behind,

For  a gal raised be “she”, I know I’ll be fine.