Almost 5 years ago
I hoped to live long enough 
to see you graduate, a 12-year goal. 

I have gotten to see 
lengthening of your slim bones
and a young man’s planes in your sweet face.

I try to be here
and not wallow in our past- 
Baby Lion is under the bed.

I do tend to grasp-
hanging on to the moments
making sure you don’t miss anything.

My confidence wanes-
Are you embarrassed by me?
I do take more photos of myself.

I want you to see
that I was right there with you, 
that I will always be by your side.

I see you succeed
and know you will be all right
if I am not here one bright May day.