HEY THERE, LITTLE BOY.
You've had quite the day. I've had a big one, too.
There's so much to say, but words won't do, so let's just be here.
JUST ME AND YOU.
Your little hand curls around my finger, with your eyes you say, “Hello.”
Mine answer back, “Hi, Elijah. I’m Connor. Your Daddy.
AND I'M NOT LETTING GO.”
I know your hand will grow, and so will you. You’ll crawl and climb. You’ll run and fall.
You’ll skin your knees – it happens to us all. But each moment makes new memories
AND I'LL BE THERE FOR EVERY ONE.
Your path is your own, but it’s right next to mine. We'll tell our own story.
Hand in hand, one step at a time.
WE'LL DO LITTLE, BIG THINGS.
I can see us now, and in all we'll do,
One thing stays true...

Elijah,
YOU'LL ALWAYS BE MY LITTLE BOY.
Don’t believe me? I’ll show you how…

For sure, Elijah, you’ll be
PURE JOY ON TWO WHEELS!

I can't wait till you see how good it feels
To have the wind in your hair
As you blast everywhere,
Pedaling fast without care,
With the street zipping past beneath your feet.

But racing around also means falling down,
And FACING THE FEAR of me not being near.
I know you’ll pick yourself up, go further and then
Meet every defeat with a “Let’s try that again!”

And if I get teary-eyed WATCHING YOU RIDE,
I’m really not sad! Just slow down a tad.
The further you go the more you leave me behind,
But I won’t mind, since I’ll know at the end of the day,

That, Elijah, you’ll always have the will
To find your way.