Work In Progress

I carried you beneath my heart

I carried you when you cried

I carried you when you were tired

I nursed you at my breast


I drove you to school

I drove you to viola lessons

I drove you to your first date

I held your hand as you took your first steps


I watched you play in concert halls

I watched you argue in courtrooms

I watched you embrace friends at camp

I caught you when leapt into the water


You walk into your new life without a backward glance

My heart crying out that my parenting is still a work in progress