Small child,
Small world,
Small candle light.
Her face half lit but oh how bright.
All it came from a candle light.
Her birth a joy for all to see.
But, one day she'll forget me.
Big world,
Big dreams,
Big opportunities.
So far yet close, just over the seas.
While she fades too fast for the eye to see,
I just stare at old memories.
But across the ocean is where she'll be.
Average home,
Average life,
Average news to hear,
So black and white,
And so I fear,
The day she will leave is coming near.
It is sadly far too clear.
Present me,
Present her,
Present strawberry cake.
I had to learn to bake the cake.
It wasn't really too hard to make.
But if only for my sake,
I wish she'd wish away my ache.