The little boy looked up and said "Daddy can't we play?
Can't we play make believe, if only for a while.
I know you're busy all the time, but please just this day,
let us both be silly, let us tickle, let us smile."

Looking up, his face looked back, his face of long before.
He came to understand, the fleing moments of time.
How he lost his innocence, his happiness and joy.

The happiness of being alive, to see what layed in store,
things obvious and everyday, things hidden and sublime.
That most precious of all things, his little baby boy.

Running around in child-like play,
reminded him of yesterday,
when everything was simple, and joy was all around.
When what mattered was their love,
and worries were nowhere to be found.