What will he say when he remembers this time?
Will he think of it fondly?
Will he have a deep sense of dread,
A lingering doubt about the fragility of man?
Will he have new skills?
Or feel behind because I could not
support his growth
while trying to keep working full time?
Will he continue to panic
every time we leave?
Or look forward to another day
full of new experiences with friends?
Will we have taught him to be brave
and creative in the face of fear?
Will he think we did the best we could?