Letting Go

“Look, mommy, look!” She climbs high in the tree.

I don’t know that I can, fear creeps into me.

She’s much too high, it scares me so,

but who am I to tell her no?

Sure, I am the mom, and you’ve heard “mom knows best.”

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Can’t See It for Looking

It’s there
In front of you
Staring in your face
Can’t see it for looking
Don’t miss out on the beauty
Fail not, to see the gifts you’re given
Slow down and take it all in
Just breathe and be
Relax and enjoy
Life is short
Relish it