You were so lovely
my heart nearly broke;
and I thought how much
like Sleeping Beauty a little girl is.

When I tuck you in at night
I never know how old you*ll
be when you wake.

One evening you crawled
on your dad*s lap and
throw your arms around his neck,

The next morning you
might be much too grown
up for that sort of thing.

  You*re so quickly
approaching the awkward age,
too young to drive
the to be carried in the house half
asleep on daddy*s shoulder.

I have a secret that
I*ve never told you,
Your Going On A Trip
a very exciting trip.

You*ll travel from
yesterday all the way to tomorrow.
It*s a rapid journey and
you*ll travel light,

leaving behind you
measles,
mumps,
freckles,
bumps,
bubble gum and me.

  I promise not to feel
too hurt when you discover
that the world is more
Yesterday you were blue jeans
and pig tails,

Tomorrow you*ll
be blue organdy and
pony tails and you*ll
view the world from a
loftier perch a pair of high
heel shoes.

  Yesterday you could
mend a doll*s broken
leg with a hug; tomorrow you*ll
be able to break a
young man*s heart with a kiss.

Humh! Humh! Yesterday you
could get lost one
aisle away from me
at a supermarket

now I have to worry about losing you down
another aisle to some
strange young man.

You see, just at the point
where you*re growing
pains stop, mine begins.

Yesterday you were kind of
a pain in the neck
when you were around,
tomorrow you*ll be an
ache in my heart when your not.

   Tomorrow you*ll lay
aside your jump rope
and tie up the telephone lines
and that little boy
that used to push you in the mud;
well, he*ll fight to sit out
a dance with you.

The clock is countin*
the minutes for you
and the sky upstairs is
savin* its* brighest stars;

and the sun is waitin*
with its* shiniest day.
  I can*t expect you to
live in a doll house forever.

Sooner or later, the butterfly
sheds it*s cocoon
and the smallest bird must
try its wings.

But when you grow up
and out of my arms;
when you finally
get too big for my shirts,

I*ll still recall
how you used to scatter dust
and dolls and partially through ev*ry
room in the house;
but you spread sunshine too.

The dust is settled,
your mom picked up the dolls;
but the sunshine will always fill
the corners of our hearts.

  So, here I am talking
in your sleep, because,
well if you saw this look on my face,
you*d laugh and if I
spoke with this lump in my throat,
I*d cry.

Yea! honey when I
looked at you tonight
you were a Sleeping Beauty.

So, I tiptoed over and
I kissed you
you didn*t wake up,
I knew you wouldn*t.

According to the
legend only the
handsome young prince can open your eyes
and I*m just the father
of the future bride.  

So you sleep on pretty thing,
tomorrow you*ll wake and
you*ll be a young lady
and you won*t even
realize that you*ve changed
courses in the middle
of a dream.

But you might notice a little
change in me;
I*ll look a little different somehow.
A little sadder,
a little wiser,
but a whole lot richer.

Tonight, I kissed
a princess and I feel like a king

Love,Mom And Dad

Our One And Only Son
And What A Son
Jim(JimBob)
Your The Man Of The Family Now,
And You Look So Much Like Your Dad,
We*re So Proud Of Our Grandsons,
And So Proud Of Our Jim
Jim, We Love And Miss
You So Much



To My Grown Up Son

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,
the 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 longer
games to play,

No good-night kiss,
no prayers to hear
That all belongs
to yesteryear.

My hands,
once busy,
now are still.
The days are long,
and hard to fill.

I wish I could
go back and do
The little things
you asked me to!

Love,Mom And Dad

To Our Middle Daughter
Sandy(Queenie)
You Too Try To Take Care
Of All Your Grown Kids,
Your A Helper,
Giver And Lover
Your The Apple Of Our Eye
We Love And Miss You So


Daughters

Little hands
and tiny feet,
Shy, and cute,
and so petite;

Little whimpers,
little cries,
Darling,
little sparkling eyes;

Outstretched fingers,
wiggling toes;
God, how we love them so!

Children chase
away the gloom,
And sunshine fills
most every room;

Little mannerisms dear,
Laughs of happiness
and cheer;

You just can*t know
the joy of home,
Until you have
children of your own.

You feel so humble,
deep inside,
And have so much
parental pride;

You can*t describe
the joy and pleasure,
God has given with
this treasure;

A million couldn*t
buy the joy,
The happiness,
and love,
sublime;

They*re bundles
straight from heaven,
And, Lord,
they*re really mine

Sandy,This Fits You
Sandy,We Love And Miss You
Mom And Dad

To Our Youngest Daughter
Janet(Little Suzie)
Again You Try To Take Care
Of Your Kids Even As Their Grown,
Your A Helper,
Lover And Giver
We Love And Miss You

A MOTHER*S LOVE!

I have watched
you grow up over the years,
And shared in the learning,
the joys and the tears.

I*ve seen you become
the person who
you are today,

A child of mine,
and so very special to me,
in every way.

Through the years
you have brought
my heart many smiles,

And even through any
hard times,
you made it all worthwhile.

I will always be
here for you,
always right by your side,

Whether it be just to
listen to you,
or to be your guide.

I can*t lead your
life for you,
and protect you
from all harms,

But my love will
be embracing you,
as if you were in my arms.

Above all else,
your happiness is so
very important to me,

And when I see
your smiling face,
it fills my heart so lovingly.

I gave you the
gift of life,
and in return I*ve
received love,

Your a true blessing
given to me
from the Lord above.

For the love between
a mother and a child
is like no other,

And I am so proud
that I am able to say,
I am YOUR mother

Love,Mom And Dad

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