Kicking and Screaming

I hold your hand as we walk the road

but before too long, you’re letting me go

I claw and grasp and reach for you

you've run ahead to a future new

who’s joys and sorrows will be your own

instead of ours to share; alone

its true for all who make the grade

but in my heart if I could trade

just one more day your hand to hold

the harsest thing; to let it go

*for my daughter