What would I say? would I impart my timeless wisdom? would I guide him on his fray? would I scold him for not listening? Would I force him to change, nay! I would not utter a single word, as we walk on that day I would ponder in silence, And listen to what he had to say. Haply? if we both decided to keep silent, Then in silence we would stay, And as we reached our Terminus, I would scramble for the perfect words to say... He would just smile and jump and wave, as he ran off to play, I would shout "farewell, young me!" as his silhouette faded from view In the aftermath of our goodbyes, As the silence reclaimed my mind, I would come to find, There were no perfect words or lies. Farewell was all I Ever wanted to say.