I can see it now

By Madison Millner

 

I can see it now

My mom crying, trying to unpack my things

And my dad reminding me all the dangers in the world

I can see my brother full of joy knowing

He gets the house to himself

I can see my parents standing in front of the doorway

Holding each other

No more coming home to home cooked meals

No more movie nights with friends

No more high school memories

Just the world of college ahead of me