You were far too young to remember, the night I was forced to leave.
The feeling of a heart fracturing, far too surreal to conceive.
Even now, hard to believe.
With each visit, your hair was longer, and a little taller you grew.
Your smiles got wider, your eyes, a more vibrant blue.
I caught your first steps, first words and throw of a ball.
But as your father, I wanted more, much more. I wanted it all.
As you grow up, I hope we don\'t grow apart.
For one day you\'ll be too big for my lap,
But you\'ll never be too big for my heart