I held you close, my baby boy, my shining starlight, nursed you nurtured you, until you could walk Only your walk became a run –boundless energy. I lived through your vivacity: Batman flying over Gotham Power Ranger fighting the good fight and my knight in shining armor, you promised to protect me until you couldn’t Because you were standing on your own –a separate, far away land where you hoped to find yourself. It was my hope too, so I let go, allowing you to fly and fight, praying you’d protect yourself until you didn’t Watching you fall, when I couldn’t catch you, is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. My nature is to protect you, but this is your life. You need to learn how to stand and fly, using your own wings. You need to find your own star, even when it’s so far out of reach, to learn what’s worth fighting for. Sometimes walking, taking baby steps, is a better course than running, certainly better than flying. Sometimes feeling unprotected and alone is the only way, that through the dark, you can find the stars.