Leaving the Nest: Off to College

A Poetic Memoir of the First Semester

Linda Ann Nickerson
Headed to college, seeking freedom;
It would be the social Eden.
Ninety miles away from home;
Surely my parents will leave me alone.

The very first night of orientation,
As I was exploring social relations,
My mom left IMs on my phone,
My own long-distance chaperone.

My dad showed up one Friday night;
He wanted to see if I was alright.
I said I had to hit the books,
And then he gave me one of those looks.

Then mom sent brownies through the mail,
By the time I got them, they were stale.
The note enclosed said, "Why don't you call?
We never hear from you at all!"

Parents' Weekend was a flurry
Of banquets, dinners and "Don't you worry!"
I told my folks, 'mid their critiques:
"I've only been at school three weeks."

By Christmas break, they left me alone.
I couldn't wait to get back home.
College is great, and freedom has thrills,
But I ran out of cash to pay the bills!

Published by Linda Ann Nickerson - Featured Contributor in Lifestyle and Sports

Linda Ann Nickerson brings decades of reporting and a globally minded Midwestern perspective to a host of topics, balancing human interest with history, hard facts and often humor.   View profile

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