Mason

You stood in front of me

A little tyke barely 22 months old

With your huge round eyes that seemed like bottomless pools

And hair just like "Astro"

You gave me the "beautiful eyes" repeatedly

I had to ask maybe you are too young to know how to wink

Maila kept on singing rhymes

Jay kept on giving high fives and fist bumps

You kept on reacting and touching me

You kept on dancing

We kept on joking you were hitting on me

But you never left my side

You amused me to high heavens 

It was a spectacle to behold

Made me even all the more wish I had one of my own

It felt strange and wonderful at the same time

You took my hand and led me to the door

How I wish I could have said a proper goodbye

Only to realise during the night and the day after that it was the Little Child

I suddenly became scared

I was so privileged

My mother was awed

I am ever so grateful to have witnessed 

The happiness is of such power that it has provided me with such faith and hope

Thank you Lord

I am humbled.