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For Zach on his 25th Birthday
In my mind's eye I still see him
running down the beach,
Little arms flailing as if
flying was in reach,
white-blond hair a mass of curls,
ringlets of spun gold,
in my mind's eye I still see him
as a toddler, two years old.
How he loved the ocean then,
how he truly loved the sea,
leaving tiny little footprints
when he was two, or maybe three.
In my mind's eye I still see him
running by the shore,
in my mind's eye he will always
be three, or maybe four.
In my mind's eye I still see him
as if time had never passed
(though that fantasy is broken
by any looking-glass),
Soon, he will be married on
that beach where he still runs
in my mind's eye young forever
building castles in the sun.
In my mind's eye I still see him,
when I was young and felt alive,
those days slipped by so quickly
and now he's twenty-five.
Time flew by as quickly as he
once flew down the sand,
in my mind's eye he's a baby
in reality, a man.
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