STD 10 , ENGLISH , POEM -3 , GROWING

 

POEM 

I’m leaving now to slay the foe -

Fight the battles , high and low.

I’m leaving , Mother , hear me go !

Please with me luck today.

 

I’ve grown my wings, I want to fly,

Seize my victories where they lie.

I’m going, Mom, but please don’t cry-

Just let me find my way.

 

I want to see and touch and hear,

Though there are dangers , there are fears,

I’ll smile my smiles and dry my tears –

Please let me speak my say.

 

I’m off to find my world , my dreams,

Carve my niche , sew my seams,

Remember , as I sail my streams –

I’ll love you , all the way.

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