Heave a Happy Sigh of Pain and Pride

A late-middle-aged woman sits on her daughter's bed with an sorrowful facial expression.

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Heave a happy sigh of pain and pride,
Anticipating loneliness and freedom,
Putting plans for your new life aside,
Pausing to look back at your lost Eden.
Yes, you'll miss your child, now full grown,
Miss her terribly, as though you were
On some stark, barren inner plain alone,
The windswept stars with cold unease astir.
How poignantly you're ready to move on,
Each stage a garden time commands you leave,
Released from what you loved, your duty done.
'Tis our dearest burdens that we grieve.
So may new songs inspire you to dance,
Delighting in the gifts of circumstance,
As you pull back time's curtain to discover
Yet another garden, green as ever.

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