Growing

                                [Poem]
                               Growing

I'am leaving now to slay the foe
Fight the battles, high and low.
I'am leaving, Mother, hear me go !
Please wish me luck today.

         I've grown my wings, I want to fly,
         Seize my victories where they lie.
         I'm going, Mom, but please don't cry
         Just let me find my way.

I want to see and touch and hear,
Though there are dangers, there are fears.
I'II smile my smiles and dry my tears
Please let me speak my say.

              I'm off to find my world, my dreams,
              Carve my niche, sew my seams,
              Remember, as I sail my streams 
              I'II love you, all the way.
                                                  -Brooke Mueller
*To be memorised