Sunday, September 2, 2012

Dear Time...

Dear Time,

I’d appreciate it if you would please slow down,

My baby girl's outgrowing all her sweet nightgowns.



And if you'd pause, I’d welcome a much slower pace,

My boy’s once unsteady walk is now a rapid-fire race.



Time, I take you for granted, I readily admit.

My babies, they are growing, no longer little bits.


But slow down, Time, don’t go so fast,

I can’t fathom that these precious days just won’t last.




Sincerely,

Momma



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