How long has it been,

 since your face I last seen?

 Or

Heard your spoken word,

other than in a dream?

Some say time is an illusion,

 an intangible that is

  built by forces unseen.

Our time dad, where did it go?

 Our trips to the lake,

The wonderful adventures

 at the drive in picture show.

Those times we played ball

 And even the times that, I knew it all.

For

Often I look back

 And those times seem like but yesterday,

Yet

Still distant,

 and far away

 as if it really was but a dream.

Pray now,

           Where does one draw the line?

For

 Soon our memories begin

To test the limits of time.

 When age begins to play

Tricks on the mind.

When we quit seeing

 things the way

They were

and begin to see them

 the way we want them

To be.

So I say,

 lets you and I look at today.

 Let us reason together

And find a way.

 That we as father and son

 Can continue to

Act out our roles in life’s grand play.

 You as the wise father

 And I the learned son.

And with this,

 All will be said and done.

Time will have lost it’ hold,

 And you and I will have won.