Control

by Cheryl Merrick

“You must do this!”
the mother declares,
her face white with fear,
as she desperately attempts
to steer her daughter’s unruly ship
through the treacherous
waters of teenage hood.

Near exhaustion,
she cries out for strength
and is answered by the
Master of the Seas.
“Let Go!
 You are not meant to steer,
but to light her way.
Only your daughter can
manage her own ship.”