Mom and I on our Alaskan cruise

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Tuesday, April 5, 2022

Rocket Science

 


Grandness of size

Heart overflowing

Dreams of the moon

And the stars

Infinite calculations

Of future possibilities

Held in place by tradition

Fighting through gravity

Trying to break free

While falling apart

Looking back at your world

So small from a distance

Pulling at you still

Afraid to let go

As you explore

Endless opportunities

Hoping to return

To return the a welcome embrace

No worse for wear


I guess growing up is 

Rocket science.

2 comments:

  1. Such is life of growing up and discovering oneself and exploring space and time crossing paths..

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    1. So very true. I was thinking about all of the starry-eyed dreams parents have for their kids, and then suddenly the kids take over, forging their own path, yet hoping we'll be there to catch them if they fall.

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