Monday, October 29, 2012

Take Time For Your Children

This poem says SO much.

To My Grown-Up Son or Daughter
My hands were busy through the day,
I didn’t have much time to play
The little games you asked me to
I didn’t have much time for you.

I’d wash your clothes; I’d sew and cook
But when you’d bring your picture book
And ask me, please, to share your fun,
I’d say, “A little later, son.”

I’d tuck you in all safe at night,
And hear your prayers, turn out the light,
Then tiptoe softly to the door,
I wish I’d stayed a minute more.

For life is short, and years rush past,
A little boy grows up so fast,
No longer is he at your side,
His precious secrets to confide.

The picture books are put away,
There are no children’s games to play,
No goodnight kiss, no prayers, to hear,
That all belong to yesteryear.

My hands once busy, now lie still,
The days are long and hard to fill,
I wish I might go back and do,
The little things you asked me to.
- Alice E. Chase

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