He's only eight
But he already has that old soul
Thinking and creating and learning day by day
Something new something new everyday
The universe and the meaning of life
Play things at his fingertips
Dreaming of the this and that and the hows and the whys
Telling me "You're the best dad"
Never knowing how easy he makes the privilege
The privilege of parenthood
Always eager to help
Eleven cents in his hands and behind his back
Smiling wide, "Dad I have a surprise for you... "
Handing over two nickels and a cent
"To fix your car!"
That was back when he was five...
Now when finances seem a little tense
He smiles again
And tries to refuses his allowance
And when he has the chance of charitable acts
He gives more than he keeps
My little guy
With soul of old
Too smart, too smart
But still and always
A kid at heart