In a years time, will you still blow me a kiss when you leave for school?
I wonder if you will still turn around, just one more time, to see if I am watching.
I wonder if you will still hold my hand.
I wonder if you will still ask what I am going to do while you're gone.
I wonder if you will still miss me.
I wonder if you will still light up when I tell you I can't wait to see you.
It's always been so hard to watch you go; first in everything, my big brave boy. But I promise to never hold you back. Spread your wings, little bird. And if you need to turn around, just one more time, to see if I am watching.....
I will be.
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