My Son Is

My son is here

But my son is not here

I can see his face 

But he hasn't heard me for days

My son is here

But my son is not here

I see things that he doesn't see

He sees things that I do not see

My son is here

But my son is not here

We are close, as close as can be

But his ears are closed, so he can not hear me

My son is here 

But my son is not here

My son is here 

And my son is not here