I remember the first day of primary
As if it were yesterday
But it’s only a memory
Now I learn of Faraday

I used to be afraid of the dark
But now I can’t sleep without it
The times I read about Noah’s ark
Are long gone, now buried in work I sit.

Where did the time go?
Why do I mourn my child’s death?
When I still feel his feelings, his presence?
When did I grow up so fast?