Where are you going,
my little one, my  little one?
Where are you going,
my little one, my own?

Turn around and you're two,
Turn around and you're four,
Turn around, you're a young girl,
Going out of the door.

Where are you going,
my little one, my little one?
Where are you going,
my little one, my own?

Turn around and you're tiny,
Turn around and you're grown,
Turn around, you're a young wife,
With babes of your own.

Where have they gone,
our little ones, our little ones?
Where have they gone,
our children, our own?

Turn around and they're two,
Turn around and they're four,
Turn around and they've grown,
Going out on their own.

Turn around and they're tiny,
Turn around and they're gone,
And there's no one to hold.
Happy Birthday Karen.. June 19th.
Poem by Glenda K. Schlueter
(CCsLilSis)
(c) 06/19/2003
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