Letting go together

A poem on aging + release

i’ll never forget 
the tears that fell
on your third day
of life when 
i realized you 
grew 
every 
single
day

and my work 
was to let go
over
and
over

and
over

i was mad 
no one told
me this was 
the work of 
motherhood 

now you’re ten
finishing fourth grade
and your tears fall
because you 
keep growing 

let’s 
let
go
together