BREAKING AWAY
One summer your daughter’s friends
Trucked their hot air balloon
To her annual potluck barbecue
And some of us held the ends
Of the ropes that tethered down
That globe as it filled with air
And struggled up to be gone,
To be off and away somewhere.
I feel you tugging the strings
That bind our hearts to yours.
Our bittersweet memories bring
Less comfort with passing years,
And our own ties that bind
Us to our youthful friends
Are severed one by one
As they too take to the air.
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