Today I am taking the training wheels off my daughter’s bike. I wrote this poem while thinking about it.
I will hold you, daughter mine.
Let go of fear and feel the wind so free.
I am here, I won’t let go.
Feel the breeze as she blows.
Don’t look back, I am right here.
You will always find me near.
I will hold you close my child.
Until I must let you go.