I didn’t cry so much after I dropped you off. I know that you’ll do great.
I didn’t worry so much that you would find your way around. You already know the whole campus.
I didn’t wonder if you would start flirting with the boys. It happened the moment we arrived.
I didn’t wonder if you would find a job. You have the same one from before.
The only thing I worry about, is that this will be the last summer I’ll get to spend with you.
Next summer, you’ll be on a mission, or married, or working.
You’re all grown up and now – it’s time for you to spread your wings.
And fly!