Her Courage

A rite of passage
For both children and parents
One of the ways we feel the passing currents
Of time and of generations these moments presage

Growing up
So she’s out the door
Down the road on a mission

And we reach out to our friends seeking their commission
All this becomes ancient lore
Hoping it’s enough

And she gets the message
Without undergoing overmuch torment
Or maybe she’ll have fun peddling the Girl Scout cookies but either way parents
Proud of her courage

   -gl-