The Young

They're so young, so very young.
Was I so young once?
I don't feel so young right now.
They seem so full of hope and promise.
The whole world is in the palm
Of their hand and they aren't even aware of it.
They'd like to think they do.
They'd like to think they know.
Truth is - they have no idea,
Absolutely no real idea.

I remember when each was born, the dates
And the times, what was going on in my life.
What I thought was important,
I had absolutely no idea.
I watched them grow;
Loving, disciplining, and nurturing them
Still to this day, just in a different way.
Holding on just enough to let go.
I'm watching and I'm praying.
I have to, I have no other way.