Childs Games and Masquerades.
Make believe and Hide and Seek.
Childhood dreams and Fantasies.
Fairy tales and what we'll be.
ABC's and 1, 2, 3 's
Won't you come and play with
me.
Cinderella to romance novels.
Hot wheels to racing cars.
We are children it is plain to see.
Adults we have to be.
Wanting to grow up so fast,
thinking it will be a blast.
When we do, the years roll by,
Assuming they will last.
So wary not my child, for you
will see growing up,
isin't all it is thought to be.
Stay my child, just for a while
longer. Enjoy your youth, while
you are young.
For soon enough, you will be
saying these same words to
your offspring.
As I watch you laying still,
sleeping like an angel babe.
My only regret, is that when
you wake, another day has
come closer to your being
on your own.
All I can do is greet each
new day, with a smile upon
my face.
And whisper in your ears as,
I greet your day with a big
bear hug.
I love you, My Child.
Written By:
Donna Le
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