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Ready to Fly
A year ago you were in the ICU.
Now you’re visiting colleges.
Colorado or New York?
You crave an adventure
far from the home
where you spent
too much unplanned time.
My heart swells with pride
that you have the courage
to voyage out and start anew.
Yet my heart also contracts
with fear.
At 15,
you suddenly became
like a toddler again,
as for months
I monitored every aspect
of your being:
weight, temperature,
blood pressure, calories,
fluids in, fluids out.
Always just
an arm’s reach away.
Once cancer treatment ended,
you snapped right back
to your adolescent self,
racing to rejoin your friends,
as I stood by
suddenly empty-handed.
Now your limitless future beckons,
a prospect that once seemed
impossible.
Fly, Eli, fly!
If only I can bear
to let go
of your wings.