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It once was called a generation gap.
For us, it has been more or less a chasm.
To comprehend your ways required a map.
Our interaction muscles lived in spasm.
"Just once, if you could see things as I do!"
(Your teenage visage florid in frustration.)
"If you could understand that I love you!"
(Heart of a mother, dreading altercation.)
Then, one day you and she both said, "I do,"
And drove away to be in love -- and broke.
You sacrificed, worked hard and both stayed true
To your dreams and to the promises you spoke.
I see now, what I took for disrespect
Was often just your heart's deep cry for wings.
You've found your freedom, and now, circumspect,
You're rooted well in the important things.
Your baby son now captures our affection --
You smile at me, eyes color of the sea,
And speak with humble humor -- no pretention --
I understand now how much you love me.
For us, it has been more or less a chasm.
To comprehend your ways required a map.
Our interaction muscles lived in spasm.
"Just once, if you could see things as I do!"
(Your teenage visage florid in frustration.)
"If you could understand that I love you!"
(Heart of a mother, dreading altercation.)
Then, one day you and she both said, "I do,"
And drove away to be in love -- and broke.
You sacrificed, worked hard and both stayed true
To your dreams and to the promises you spoke.
I see now, what I took for disrespect
Was often just your heart's deep cry for wings.
You've found your freedom, and now, circumspect,
You're rooted well in the important things.
Your baby son now captures our affection --
You smile at me, eyes color of the sea,
And speak with humble humor -- no pretention --
I understand now how much you love me.
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