My Turn, My Peace Poem by Karin Elizabeth Martin

I thought alot of days gone past
of things you've said,
of things you've asked,
I thought about how long it's been
of those times I listened,
not fully tuned in
I see you now as you stand and wait
pacing, thinking, thoughtless,
unsure, positive, certain, undecided
I wish I could take the confusion away,
as a mother I should do that right
but you are not a child
you are ready to take flight
I want to stand in your way and bar the door,
I want to hold your hand and walk with you,
pick up speed, and then stumble
and start again, from the beginning
just to be sure, you are sure, you feel right,
I did right, I did not forget or neglect,
to tell you each and everyday,
that I love you and you are special,
have always been, will always be,
and please know that, if you ever want to run,
to come back or to retrace your footsteps,
your choices, your lessons or decisions,
good or bad, I will be here waiting
To run with you like the wind, never asking why,
never saying I told you so,
And here and now to remind you that
'This is your turn' to fly, and I would bet
that a bird in flight is in true 'peace'