It's sweet. I'm not there yet. My kids are just on the cusp of adulthood. But I do look forward to the day, if it ever comes. Here is mine, to keep things moving. Not so sweet, I'm afraid.

Gone
J. M. Strother
And the next day begins a new start,
Though yesterday has yet to pass,
At least in my heart,
Where you will live, forever

A new start, my friends all say.
But they know not the loneliness,
Emptiness of days.
Yesterdays, yet no tomorrows.

 
~jon
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