I think of where you will go in four years.
I can see you opening up fancy envelopes
in the kitchen with your nervous hands.
I will tell you not to settle, go where you want
and don’t worry about the money, you’ll have
a whole lifetime to deal with these concerns.
I imagine us walking with you across the
campus of the school you dreamed about.
We’ll go to the college bookstore to buy a new
sweatshirt, a hat for me, a coffee mug for Mom.