Take time to hold me on your lap,
To joke with me and make me laugh,
Take time, Mommy; this time will go so fast.
Take time to tuck me into bed,
To read that story you know by heart,
Take time, Mommy; soon these days will part.
Take time to exclaim over what I color,
To admire the things I make from clay,
Take time, Mommy; I'm growing up and away.
Take time to imagine or make-believe,
To play some childish, silly game,
Take time, Mommy; soon it won't be the same.
Take time to let me help you work,
To teach me the may things you know,
Take time, Mommy; enjoy me as I grow.
~Julie O'Brien
No comments:
Post a Comment