I pray that you will soar
to great heights on strong wings
but as you leave
I watch you trip and stumble
on your way out the door
I pray for the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change
despite my fear of skinned knees,
broken bones, debilitating injury
I pray that you will not be satisfied with ground-dwelling
that you will not allow yourself to be broken or weighed down
that your eyes will stay fixed on the clouds
and you will keep strengthening your wings
and you will one day soar so high
that this place you left from
will be nothing more than a tiny dot
on your horizon
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