I spent the day with my grandson, Imparting my wisdom, Boosting his psyche as he Heads off to college. He's departing the flock, Flying the coop, Testing his wings, All those fowl expressions that Mean just one thing. He's leaving home, And when he comes back it will Never be quite the same again. Protect him under Your feathers, Father, Teach him to fly. And gently embrace his mom And dad whose nest will seem Strangely, Hauntingly empty. |