When I was little I didn't know I'd grow up. Or I knew but didn't feel it.

Time at that age doesn't exist.
Each day it's the same kitchen table
With the same backyard outside,
And sadness,
But you aren't sad.
Are you?

My heart has become forgetful
But not my eyes.
Don't steal from them.
Time that picture in which the happy boy 
I was
Gives me a happiness that's still mine!