I think about you all the time
and about the men and women you’ve become

I think about the things I tried to teach you
and remember all the lessons you taught me

I think about the adventures we had
and remember all the times of laughter

I think about the grief we shared
and remember the tears that were shed

I think about the talks we had
and remember those special moments

I think about all the things I didn’t know
and wonder about opportunities I missed

I wish I could go back, with the things I know now
and give you more…
more of myself
more hope, faith and love
more tools for life
more patience
more chances to tell your story

But then I think about how you let me in
how you let me love you
and how you loved me back
and I remember that I gave you all I had
and that was enough
because it was real
it was true
it was my heart