Remembering

I hope you three are as proud of me as I am of you.

I don't want to think about it,

but you three

are growing way too fast.

It breaks my heart and

fixes it 

as these years fly past.

I remember the days that

you were born

each one of you, too.

Jackson, I remember when I

held you first

still to this very day.

Payton, I held you later

it made me

happy in almost every way.

Luella, I held you, too

but later

it was way after school.

I'm so proud to call myself

your brother

I'll always be proud of you.

I hope that one day

you'll be proud

of me too.