Going Off
“There, there,” you tell yourself
And everyone else does too,
Both those who’ve done it
And those who haven’t.
***
All seems the same
After so many jobs
And life lessons learned.
Still, leaving home’s a big step.
***
Coming to a grip on life
Is not the easiest:
Young, old, or in between,
It’s a jolt, but I don’t get it…
***
Not yet anyway.
But the day is coming,
I think, when it shall.
Off I am, but dashing or drooping
***
I cannot yet tell.
All happens so fast.
While the days be long,
The weeks pass in haste.
***
And now comes the hour,
An hour of “higher education”
Which seems attached
To strife, struggles, studies…
***
But the benefits of a degree,
You see, along with new friends,
Makes it all worth it
And leaving, hopefully, means I must return…