I do not yet have words sufficient
and my heart is heaviest for you,

Even though I know some maybe knew
well but could not tell. But you were raised

Perhaps to see me as someone else,
some alternative version of me

That was never really me. And you
were all too young to understand how

It was I came to carry such weight
or why my mind failed me at certain

Junctures that seemed strange I'm sure to you.
You six and one beyond shall lead us

Into humanity's next chapter
with your generations, with choices

That you make. Among you are fine gifts
of original design meant to share,

To bring gentle care and comfort full
to those whose hearts are hurting, starting

With your own. So If it comes to pass
that I must be away, please stay

True to you, true to love's highest, best
in each moment that you are blessed

To belong to life and its good gifts. 
Whatever has passed has passed and now

Is moment of opportunity.
Choose this day and go gentle with God

And if you are able find some small
remembrance of best you knew of me.

I do not write with grand goodbye. But,
of necessity in this now, I

Choose to speak in the best way I can,
trust life will lead you to it in time

If it should then serve your highest good.
Wherever I am, I will whisper

To you what, even where I have failed
to convey, was always on my heart:

I love you. I love you. I love you.
I love you. I love you. I love you.

Littlest one, you too. What will be
will be. The future's not ours to see.