We Will Survive
A poem to my parents as I leave for college
At 1 year old you took me to daycare,
The first time being away from me since birth
You've always told me that this moment was hard for you
Being away from me seemed like pure misery
You had to trust strangers with your prized possession
You let me go
and we survived.
At 5 years old, you dropped me off at kindergarten
A room full of new faces and new toys to play with
Where I would make my first friend and learn to spell my name
The start of highschool, the start of my education
And we survived.
At 12 years old, I started middle school,
You put me on the bus for the first time
Only to be sent to a school with over 500 children
Where being a teenager is tough and you need to stay clear of bad choices
Where bullies can smell fear and kids start to resent their parents
And we survived
At 14 years old, I wanted to be with friends,
I wanted to stay out past 8pm, and I wanted freedom
My attitude was not in check, but you kept me in line
A moment where our bond was at its weakest because of my craving for freedom
And my need for a social life
Where now I realize your reasoning for your rules
And we survived
At 15 years old, I got my first job and
I brought home my girlfriends
Whom you did not approve of
And now I can see, I shouldnt of either..
And we survived
At 16 years old, you watched me back out of the driveway for the first time,
I brought home my first boyfriend who dad kept an eye on
I started being home less often and going out more
You chose to trust me
And we survived
At 18, I have chosen a college but not a major
I will be graduating high school and leaving home
You will drop me off and leave but the difference is you won't be coming to pick me up 7 hours later
I will have to make my own choices and my own accomplishments
You will miss me like crazy as will I but
You will only be single call away, a text or a facetime
My room may seem empty and the house not so lively
Truthfully I am as scared as you are but I know in my heart
It may seem like the end of an era, but it is only the beginning.
I will always be your little girl
And we will survive.