He'd always clap when we waved him goodbye and his hair would always be as soft and fluffy as down.
If I could stop the clock this very moment I'd never have to tell him off and I'd never have to leave him.
I'd always have him on my hip, he'd always sleep beside my bed and he'd always need me for love.
But if I could stop the clock this very second I'd never hear him say 'mama' or see him take a step or watch him grow tall and strong.
I'd never know his favourite colour or hear his greatest dreams or learn what he loves in the world.
We'd never share a secret, we'd never build a den, we'd never chase the waves, and we'd never watch the stars.
And so even if I was able to stop the clock today I'd probably leave it to tick.