In silence you remained, the boy
Unchanged, innocence and wonder
Unaware, each of the other
Me full of noise, running out of time
You wondering, where did I go?
Days of climbing trees,
Sticklebacks in the creek
Cut knees and laughter, carefree
The moment, the precious moment
Far from the noise, the world.
Forgotten, for so long now
Buried, the grave where joy smothers
Under workloads and deadlines
Fill the gaps, afraid of the silence
In the quietness I sometimes hear your cries.