After I am gone

I leave traces for them to find
after I will be gone.
We are Hansel and Gretel walking towards the adventure of our life
One day we might want to find our way back home.
Revisit the places we came from.

I leave traces in the path.
I leave words
and pictures.
Memories of things we did together.

I don’t want them to look back and strain in the darkness.
I want to tell them the story of me
when they were small and we were alone,
Holding hands to cross the road
Overlooking the clutter around us.

All these roundabout words because I am embarrassed to say it in one line.
I write to leave them a trace of their world after I am dead.
I write to create the world I want to raise my children in.
I want to raise myself in.