Empty Nest Syndrome This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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Her bags are packed; she says she's ready to start her life.
Driving down the long gray road –
recalling the great times, laughing at the disastrous –
as it starts to rain,
the windshield fights the drops as my eyelids fight my tears.
As I pull up to her new callous neighborhood,
I think, at home I can give her
all this and more,
as I pull up to the new place that she'll call home,
her face displays her eagerness, explains her
need to explore.
So, with a hug that's too tight,
and a stare too full of guilt,
I let her walk away –
knowing
that even if I hadn't,
she would have laughed with some
smart remark and
continued on her path.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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writer658 said...
Feb. 20, 2010 at 12:15 pm
It's really good! And I usually don't like poetry all that much, so that's saying something. I'm not a poetry expert or anything, so I can't give you advice. I'm more of a fiction person.
could you look at some of my pieces that I've written? It would be much appreciated.
 
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