my childhood aspirations

as I look through the window pains
I see my whole life in the frames
as transparent as the glass
I sit and gaze upon my past

the candle burns below the brim
in the night the light grows dim
I see a reflection of a 6 year old
a child with heart of pride I’m told

am I what my dreams were then?
can I stand to breathe again?
have I really proven them right?
in my eyes it looks so bright

dreams of an aspiration
a long road of hesitation
I will, I can, I’ll prove 'em wrong
I’ll go, I know the road is long

a 6 year old, a life to gain
I’m old now, I’m running in pain
my life now I wont restrain
my 6 year old pace i must regain

little child I wont give up
young boy listen and sit up
I’ll prove 'em wrong, we'll be right
we can do it, we have it in sight

your faith is young as a child
more then mine, it’s so mild
through the frame of the window pane
you bring me joy to run again

ill run the race
ill set my pace
the finish line I’ll embrace
break the tape I finish with grace

thank you boy, my life, my heart
we are the same, just years apart
to see my past, to know my heart
I’ll remember you, perfect place to start