The Little Things

Sometimes in life I failed to see
Those little things so close to me
Those little hands that reach for love
Among those grown-ups way above
We don’t slow down, we go so fast
And fail to see what truly lasts
Those little eyes that watch so close,
For them it’s love that means the most
For nothing breaks as easily
As little hearts, we fail to see
For all they ask is only time
A second spent cost not a dime
But it’s priceless to a little one
And helps them love each rising sun
It molds them into happy souls
When parents fill their rightful roles
We only have one shot at love
We are the grown-ups way above
It’s our duty here on earth
To raise and love them from birth
To hold those little hands so tight
To tell them it will be alright

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