Oh time where have you gone?
You seem to always be on the run!
My child used to be so small,
but now I sigh as they grow tall.
Within in my heart I know it’s best,
to let my fears and angst with God find rest.
But Lord there is so much pain
in watching my child need less reign.
My heart can smile knowing that I’ve done my best
to help place my child on Heaven’s list.
Oh it can be hard to appreciate
the tired days that children create.
Around the corner those days will end,
this I know so again I begin
to look at my child as such a gift,
that little child that I will miss.