A MOTHER SPEAKS

I tried to hold my child to meBy tender, anxious bandsOf self and pride and parenthood,Tied fast with fearful hands.

But God's command made clear demandThat I should set him freeTo spread his faltering, fledgling wings ...To soar and sing and see.

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