To journey on without us with nothing more than a stare
To follow behind until lost for travel is forbidden us there
The best that can be is to send them onward with hope and pray
They will look back but not stop, wanting but will not stay
Let them go, let fly and if they love, return will be guaranteed
But it is not they that want for such it is our own dying need

Life of a parent, is all i could feel from this part, and i love how within it, is the true yearnings of every parent....