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reflectionsfrom "Butterflies and Bicycles"
Pascal (So Little Time)
By Terence Anthony
I never wanted it to be this way,
But sometimes you don't have any say;
Fate takes a hand, and puts you to the test,
But it's hard to understand, when you lose the very bestā¦.
I'm sorry that you never met Pascal,
And never heard his laughter, and never saw his smile;
And never knew the boy, wise beyond his years,
And never shared his happiness, before the silent tears.
But now the days go by without Pascal,
And I will miss his laughter, and I will miss his smile;
Remembering the boy running in the lane,
Sometimes falling down, then trying to hide his pain;
Now life without Pascal is not the same.
His life was brief, just like a shooting star,
Hoping to reach some distant point, tho' never moving far;
But now my child I wonder where you are.
Are you in a place where a bluebird sings?
Are you playing your favourite games, and making lots of friends?
Are you chasing the rainbow, that appeared after the rain?
But most of all I need to know, when will I see you again?
So little time my friend, so little time,
Sharing life's brief moments, by chance or by design;
But must we lose the ones we love, before they reach their prime?
So little time my friend, so little time.
So little time Pascal, so little time.
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