IF I COULD BUT HOLD TIME

On Saturday we picked you up from the airport.  You dropped all your bags and ran into me with your whole self. Today, when I kissed your soft little forehead at the airport, to say goodbye, you did not look at me and I am thinking that your little heart felt like mine. We did not want to say goodbye. We wanted to capture time in both hands and we wanted to make it                         

   stop. We want to be together ...     all of us together ... always!