I nodded, smiled. I could only agree.
Your feet kicking, your arms waving,
Your lips smiling, your eyes sparkling.
Your charms evident in your glee.
Boots, raincoat and warm wooly hat,
Saying ‘good bye’ to Moses our cat,
You dashed ahead for a splash in the puddles,
Rushing back for more muddy cuddles.
Come sunshine, snow or rain,
Around and around we go on the little train.
Feeding old bread to the ducks and the geese,
Before feasting on picnic ice-cream, foccacia and cheese.
Overnight the pond became frozen ice,
You tip-toed on it with me, eagerly, like mice.
Holding my hand tightly, you laughed brightly.
Who would’ve thought a pond turns to ice?
Your first day at school
And you were no fool.
“Mummy, why must I be so cool?
You know, I came to learn.
Not to mess about in turn.”
For your best friend’s birthday,
You asked me if you may
Use all your savings in order to buy
The present he most wanted to try.
“So confident,” friends are saying. “At such a tender age.”
My growing little cowboy, you’re singing on stage:
“If there’s a hero hiding in everyone,
Then where is the hero in me?”
You’ve found the hidden hero,
My not so little one. It is plain for all to see.
Five Outstanding Achievement awards and lofty praise,
Your teachers point out the breakthrough levels you raise.
Playful in the pleasant Tel-Aviv sea,
We dash and splash, you and me.
You’re now 13 years old my son
In Light continue to walk, dance and love with fun.