I’m leaving now to slay the foe –
Fight the battles, high and low.
I’m leaving mother, hear me go!
Please wish me luck today.

I’ve grown my wings, I want to fly,
Seize my victories where they lie.
I’m going, mom, but please don’t cry –
Just let me find my way.

I want to see and touch and hear,
Though there are dangers, there are fears.
I’ll smile my smiles and dry my tears –
Please let me speak my say.

I’m off to find my worked, my dreams,
Carve my niche, sew my seams,
Remember, as I sail my streams –
I’ll love you all the way.