If I Could Turn Back Time

Time tore the innocence

From your heart,

Left it bleeding playgrounds

And summer fun,

And I knew when I looked

Into your eyes

You would never be my

Little boy again.  

The seasons are few

When our children

Look to us for the answers

Of life's mysteries

Those days now history

The truth of our frailties

Exposed under the stark

Light of your growing up. 

I want a do over, the chance

To hear your little boy laugh

Once more, the feel of your

Little boy arms around my neck,

Your warm, sweet breath

Whispering in my ear, "Let me tell

You a swecret."

I want to find the time that slipped

So silently away, the tide 

That swept you so far

from where we are today.

I want you back again.