I see in your eyes reflection
I see stars and moons and wonder?
You ask me ''mama what is this?'' I tell you look inside you will see the answer
You come in with cut on knee and say I ran into him in football
He was getting in my way
I say did your tummy say go into or run around
He sat ahwile still with curls I want to touch
But I leave him sitting with the universe
And he says ''well mummy if I had run around then maybe I would have seen the Sun around the goal''
I said my son ''you are blessed''
And left him sitting in thought
Wishing all I had to do was hold little man to my chest.