If I had more time, would have written a shorter letter,
Would have schooled you less, been a parent better.
Now that you're away, I'm still not prepared,
To cover my true feelings, my heart I've bared.
You're happy, You're busy, distance makes one fond,
When you get 10 minutes daily, its easy to bond.
You are at a short distance, that is within hand's reach,
The distance seems imaginary, more like a figure of speech.
Living apart, we've hopefully drawn closer,
With you flying away, I'm finally getting closure.
Most parents live vicariously, through their child,
I've lived a prosaic life, so now you're off to the wild.
Don't have unfulfilled dreams, just become a go-getter,
If I had more time, would have written a shorter letter.
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