Now That I Am A Grown Up Child Poem by jessica carden

Your hands were busy through the day; You didn't have much time to play,

the little games I asked you to. You would wash my clothes, sew and cook,

But when I would ask you to sit down and play. It seems you would always

say 'baby maybe A little latter today.' You would tuck me in all safe at night

we would say are prayers and you would turn out the light, softly you would

close the door, How I wish you would of stood their a little more. Then you

would of heard me ask god to help you make time for me. For life is short as

the years go by, Once A little child that grew up fast. I am no longer by your side,

no more secrets to whisper in your ear. No more clothes to wash, all my toys are put away,

no good night kisses or prayers to hear.... All that belongs to yesterday, your hands once

busy now are still your days seem so hard to fill.... But now I'm glad you get another chance

to do all the things I once had asked... Looking back now I see it was hard but I made A promise

my kids come before any kind of job, for I know one day they can sit me down and say mom do

you remember that silly game we use to play, for every minute spent with them makes every day

even at it's worst just seem like it's the greatest.....