Mother, Daddy –
my world –
the centre of my life.
from child to adult.
They are windows to the past
with ancestors, long dead,
who live again in stories.
The future looms, unknown to all.
Fearful, I falter. My loving guides lead on,
stop, step aside, and point the way.
I say goodbye and leave, their words ringing in my ears.
“The future now is yours.
Enjoy life. Hold your head high.
Lead an honourable life.
Keep us in your heart, as we hold you.
As long as we live
the doors of home are open.
and tell of your adventures.
We will laugh, sing, and celebrate
before you leave again.
on the journey only you can make.
be full and challenging
and all go well with you.”
Memories flood over me.
have flown away.
The loving guidance of my parents
has travelled with me all the way.