Little boy, when you speak
I can't help but kiss your cheeks,
I love the way you grab my hands,
And tell me all about your plans.
Rocket high, comets fly,
You and I could hitch a ride
And fly away to Neverland,
And give our best to Peter Pan.
When you reach for the stars,
Don't forget who you are.
Please don't turn around and grow up way too fast.
See the sand in my grasp,
From the first to the last.
Every grain becomes a memory of the past.
Oh, life's an hourglass.
Life's an hourglass.
Story's read, prayer is said,
Close your eyes, Sleepyhead,
While angels linger in your dreams,
And hold you in their feathered wings.
Just like you, I was small
Not that very long ago at all.
I wish you all the happiness
That God gives freely if you ask.
When you reach for the stars,
Don't forget who you are.
Please don't turn around and grow up way too fast.
See the sand in my grasp,
From the first to the last.
Every grain becomes a memory of the past.
Oh, life's an hourglass.
Life's an hourglass.
*"Hourglass" lyrics by Mindy Gledhill (pardon the theology)
*Many thanks to Fabric of Life Photography for the beautiful photos!
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