I ran across a poem that touched me because it shows how fast our children g
row up. The sad part is, we are often so preoccupied with the business of life that we forget to slow down and enjoy these special moments.
May God help us LOVE our children by giving the greatest gift we can give them: TIME… Time to hug, time to play, time to read them the Bible, time to teach, time to listen, time to talk, and time to be involved!
May God help us as parents – both moms and dads – not to write those regretful words: “I wish I had…”
Poem
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 asked 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!
(Poem from Chicken Soup for the Woman’s Soul : “To My Grown Up Son” author unknown, submitted by Eleanor Newbern)