Grab my hand son
Let us go chase after the moon
Find a playground on the sun
I want to see you smile
Hear you laugh
We need adventures
So that when you are my age
You will remember me with a smile
This time was fun and inventive
Lets be the explorers of our time
Scour the city and countryside
I want you to slip your hand in mine
And know that I will love you
Forever and always
Poetic Trials 