A pair of wide-eyes search the unfamiliar playground,
as the giggle of captivating innocence turns to a squeal.
Seated upon a swing, a young boy looks back, begging,
"Push me higher Daddy!"
With only a few pumps of his legs and a set of strong,
but gentle hands behind him, his fears are conquered
and he steps into the sky.

A pair of eager legs march into adolescence,
tripping on the discovery that the world can be unkind.
Again, looking back, those same eyes betray his silent plea,
"Push me higher Dad!"
The labored hands of love take his desperate grip
and lead him on his chosen path.
Still, the sky is within reach.

A pair of old, tired arms long for a hug that has died,
as two feeble legs buckle at the knees.
With weary eyes, he looks toward heaven and whispers,
"Push me higher Father!"
A pair of stronger, more loving hands lift him up
and carry him home.
For eternity, that sky shall be his carpet.