Christmas Bells, Carousels & Time

If he went there and saw his son

What words could he possibly say

Would his own child recognize him

And if he did, would he turn away?

Dare he rekindle this hope

Perhaps to only watch it die

And standing there in this man’s place

I wonder, would you or I?

Now the angel knew if enough time passes by

Any hope can be smothered

So before it was dead, to the first prayer he had said

The angel quickly added another