Life's Cycle Poem by C. Albert Andrews

Don’t cry when I am gone
I will be ok
Just as I was on my first day at school
It was ok
Everything looked strange
But I was ok

Would it be the same?
Would it be difficult?
I don’t know what to expect
I‘ll have to adjust or adapt
I am sure

That will be home
At least for a while
I will accomplish what I set out to
Then I‘ll move on
Not back home as you expect

My profession or my career
Never thought of that?
But no need to
Let’s do it step by step
We will be ok

My under graduate
Masters, PhD.
More than a few years
But I will visit when I can
Often, then not so often.

Once in a while, just short stops
Grab a few things, maybe old pictures
Then I’ll be gone again
You will get used to it.
I am sure you will

Your little girl has grown up
And today she leaves home.
I’ll be a few hours away
I will call, first every day
Then only when I am free

Don’t forget,
Someday I will have a family
My little ones will grow up too
Then I’ll be just like you
I will have to let go.