Longing doesn’t dissipate with age
Memories hopefully don’t fade
To catch a gleam in a parent’s eye
Thinking back to a day from childhood
Distant siblings, parents passed
For who is their inner child reaching
See them not as a parent
A giver or caretaker of life
But as a human
With unfulfilled dreams and some yet to come
Still discovering life with no one to seek advice from
And yet, they live
Keeping wishes and ideas alive inside
For once they are gone
The inner child dies
Arsenio Franklin 