Celebrate

I wonder what I would do
if I had a son all set to fly,
I'd help him with what he needed
to help him reach the sky.

I would not bend him to my will,
or steal the things that belonged to him,
for that would be egregious
and more, it would be a blatant sin.

But if I was only a grandmother
about to see a young man graduate
I would do everything I know to do
to give him reason to celebrate.

That's what love is.