Gold stars are hard to find some days.
Two of them even harder.
I am more aware of the communication problem
I have with my child.
They are maturing and I can see the signs.
Small wins are still gold stars.
My wish is that someday
they will move out of my house
and I can stop worrying about their decision making process.
I know as a mother
I will never stop worrying
about my children.
Yet, this one worries me the most.
Saturn's Premier Poet 