I Cry Poem by Scarborough Gypsy
I Cry
I can’t go to the airport any more
Not for goodbyes anyway
Robotically you go through the motions
At check-in fussing over luggage tags
And same thing in departures
But instead with magazines
Then comes that uncomfortable silence
When it hurts too much to speak
And the pain seizes you
Like a thump in the stomach
That’s when all I want to do is hold her
And never let go
Why must I let her go?
I don’t know
But I do
She has to go
And I will
Kiss her goodbye
Wave and smile
But all the while
I cry.
Letting our children go is never easy but it is one of the most important parts of parenting. avr
Sad words again, very poignant, many people can relate to them.One day, ' SHE' will be back.
Beautiful, I know just how you feel. Me the old Kraut, saying good-bye to second oldest son at airport. Off to overseas home. Usually, a few beers settle the nerves. I like your daughter(s) H
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 4:06:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Parting is very sad and I hate the Air ports........... elegy.