Transformation Within During the Process of Letting Go Without

Since you floated away,
I’ve been pondering my feelings – particularly today.

If I were a movie and you were my director,
After your credits were over, I could no longer cry on your shoulder.

As your script flashed before my interior eye,
I was left disillusioned before I could cry.

Literally, I was your creation – your pride and joy.
You were my mommy, and I was your little boy.

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