Now I begin to understand what my old grandfather must have been thinking when I sat next to him as a small boy. He would stare off into space for many long minutes, with his arm around me, then silently lean down and give a kiss on the forehead, with tears in his eyes, not saying a word.

There are secrets of life too deep to reveal to the tender heart of youth, with their bright faces and rosy cheeks. Take those moments for loving and sharing and keep them precious, hold on to them fiercely while you can, they won't always be there...