When they were born I was filled with joy

Number 1,2,3 and four

I watched them grow 
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It all ends to fast

To soon do they grow up and become their own

All alone now

Something I loved so much has ended way to soon

All of my joy came from raising them and watching them, helping them learn, helping them explore

They taught me how to dream 

A sorrow I know not how to express

I feel alone with no body

Wherever I went they wanted to go

Wherever I go now I go alone

My trail now is somber and quiet 

I have nobody to dream with, nobody to share in my adventures

My trail was once filled with excitement and joy

Exploring and learning together

But now quiet and somber, even melancholy 

It all ended to fast
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They gave me wings to fly

They believed in me more than I believed in myself

If only I could have believed in myself more

I know they must grow, move on and walk their own trail

It just ended to soon

It ended before I knew it

It ended when I wasn’t looking

Sad is the parent who doesn’t dream with their children

It all ended to fast

The deepest sorrow I have ever felt is the loss of memory my children experience as they became adults. Children do not remember all of the great times and great feelings we experienced together as they grew. All of the booboos, rocking them to sleep, dancing with them, holding them until they fell asleep. They cannot understand the joy this brought to me and they are incapable of understanding how I feel and I am incapable of putting this feeling into words, all the great times hunting, fishing, camping, teaching them to ride a bike. This breaks my heart more than anything I have ever felt before. All the campfires, smores, cooking on the camp fire, walks in the woods, swimming in the pond, snowmobile, four wheeler rides, playing in the snow, all the times just hanging out and when it comes to growing up it seems they forget how wonderful we felt helping them grow, how much they needed us, how much they looked up to us, how much they loved us. It all goes out the window and they are quite literally different people that I have to get know again, find common ground and I have to build it all over again without being able to look back and build on what was there before, no all that gets torn down and I must rebuild. This is truly a deep deep sorrow.