One beyond my Reach

The symbolism of watching one of them riding far beyond my reach.

While the other one rides toward me, still needing the safety of a close-by parent.

Am I sad that they are growing up? No, not at all. Okay, maybe sometimes. Or any time I think about it for longer than 5 minutes. Lucky for me, my attention span is short, hunh?

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