These Precious Times

"Slow down," they say.
"They grow up fast;
these precious times
well, they won't last."

You learned to crawl
and walk so soon
from your first words
and Goodnight Moon.

Now soon enough
to school you'll go
I'll ask myself
where'd the time go?

You'll learn to drive
have a first date.
Get your first ticket
and come home late.

"Slow down," they say.
"They grow up fast;
these precious times
well, they won't last."

You'll move away
live on your own
meet some new friends
spend time alone

You'll get your first job
lose your first love
buy your first car
question God above.

You'll walk down the aisle
have kids of your own
visit on holidays
so we're not alone

"Slow down," they say.
"They grow up fast;
these precious times
well, they won't last."

Then all too soon
your kids will be grown
you'll call me with sadness
and wistfully moan

"Slow down," you said.
"You're growing up fast;
these precious times
well, they won't last."

"Why didn't I listen?"
you'll want to know
"You were too busy growing;
always on the go."

"But one thing I'll tell you
and don't you forget
I'll always love you
no matter how big you get."

So go tell your children
to cherish each day
to slow things down
as they find their way.

by Sarah
10/01/2008