大象传媒

you鈥檙e here, and i love you
still, i miss the you before
from three years back, from yesterday
from the first springtime you yawn

i see them all
every age you鈥檝e left behind
silhouette so swiftly shifting
callous prank of passing time

and you鈥檙e laughing and i love you
still, i miss the times you laughed before
more easily, or louder
or at jokes you hadn鈥檛 made before

how glorious to snuggle now
to programmes we both love
but then i miss the you of cbeebies
singing proud to number blocks

i love you growing up
but still, i mourn the fleeing time
and i can鈥檛 wait to see you older
but i still rock in shopping lines

and i love you fast asleep
but then i miss you wide awake
and tomorrow, and in twenty years
i鈥檒l miss the you today