And reach and open every door
Will someday reach for something great
To hold a hand, to change ill fate
Those little feet that pitter pat,
run down the hall and chase the cat
Will someday run to chase a dream
And go beyond what all may seem
Those wide bright eyes that gaze in awe
Observe intently all they saw,
But someday child those eyes will know
The harsher things life has to show.
Those curious ears that long for noise
And yearn for other girls and boys
Will someday flood with cons and fear,
Much different than what you now hear.
So much will change sweet little one
I pray each night, with the setting sun
That this will not if you are smart,
Oh Precious Child - you're golden heart!