EmptyNest

It’s strange this 
unknowing anything really 
I know where
I have been 
I think I 
know where I’m 
going but these
words have like 
children gone their 
own ways and 
never to return 
never to tell 
or even see 
a fraction of 
what and where
and when and
whom they have 
met and this 
now brings me 
the great discomfort 
of being just 
another empty nest 
remembering