Go now, child, and be of good cheer. Find your life elsewhere, if you can’t find it here. Don’t delay, there isn’t time. The days don’t get any longer. The cord is cut, the past is gone. The journey makes you stronger. The road can be a lonely place. Take comfort where you can. Sometimes that’s a woman. and sometimes that’s a man. Sometimes it’s a dog-eared book. Sometimes it’s a dog. And sometimes it’s a cuppa Joe while sitting on a log. I pray you find a place to rest. With luck you’ll find a home. I hope you’ll find a heart to hold and love to call your own.
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Needs to be - if there’s any honesty offered at all - spoken in a loud but resounding voice - at every graduation. (The only formal one in thousands of steps forward)
Graduation a road to stop along the way. A rest-pit stop for a fast moving mind. Read the signs. Struggles ahead.