Growing

Growing

Brook Muller

I'm leaving now to slay the foe-

Fight the battles, high and low,

I'm leaving, Mother, hear me go,

Please wish me luck today.

I've grown my wings, i want to fly,

Seize my victories where they lie.

I'm going, Mom, but please don't cry,

Just let me find my way.

I want to see and touch and hear,

Though there are dangers, there are fears.

I'll smile my smile and dry my tears

Please let me speak my say.

I'm off to find my world, my dreams,

Carve my niche, sew my seams

Remember, as I sail my streams-

I'll love you all the way