I took a walk with him today after school. We walked along the street, and on the grass of my back yard. We walked near the pool, and on the hot tar in the sunlight. We walked, and as we walked I just held him. I held him close to me, and I kissed his head. His hands. His eyelids. I talked to him, and stopped sometimes even to sing to him. We walked, and I sang. The day has been so beautiful. The sun was so hot that I tried to give him shade. Tried to keep him cool. He nestled his head under my chin, and every once and awhile would run his nose along my collarbone and kiss it. I laid down in the shade with my arms around him. And there we stayed. He fell into a quiet sleep, and I sat up and watched him sleep. I wish I could keep moments like these in a bottle, to watch and do with what I please. I dont ever want to let him go from my sight. Im so scared. He's so frail. So much older. So special to me. I dont ever want him to go away. Ever.