Sayin Goodbye

Saying Goodbye

18 years has flew by,
Momma kept asking me why;
The day I left we both cried,
I knew I had to set my fears aside.

Being the little pony tailed girl,
Wondering how I got here,
Being daddies little girl,
I knew how to get there.

He handed me a map,
Staring at it on my lap;
He had highlighted the way back,
He always knew how to keep me on track.

Seeing her fight back the tears,
Hearing her say “don’t forget about me”,
Wanting to help her fight her fears,
Wanting to help her see.

Saying Goodbye,
Can be harder than it seems,
I began to ask my self why,
Understanding what having parents really means.