Where the hell did the time go? 
I sat with you as you ably discussed your college course with your tutor today. You were polite, and quietly confident. I couldn’t help remembering your first day at school. As I remembered that day all those years ago, you changed before me. Before my eyes your legs shrunk back to the those little podgy calves, the bristles on your chin replaced by a five year old’s freckles, your man’s hands back to the fingers that struggled to hold the wriggly pencil.
