Her apartment is lovely:
Clean, fresh, inviting, stylish
Just like she is
So comfortable here in Austin, Texas
Embracing it all.
She and JD show me their haunts,
We go to dinners. We have
A picnic, ride scooters, shop South Congress.
I soak up late January sun
On their patio.
She effortlessly navigates
And flows this different vibe,
This new terrain.
My God--she is grown up.
I am so proud. I am so sad.
Not just because Jim isn't here
To receive my epiphany but because
It is unmistakably true.
My sweet Teener is grown:
Open and fearless,
lovely and confident
With her own life.
My baby.
