When Justin was a baby
he could see between the skies
oftentimes a dreamy gaze
would infiltrate his eyes
But now that he has found his Maebhe
and made himself a plan
I’ve got to say the girl has turned
the boy into a man
And there will be time for dreaming
Somewhere, farther down the line
And I know he will recall again
Back there, and that nice time.
beatriceanddante 
Great one Pearse
more power to your elbow