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| Kristen in her new dorm room with Mom & Dad |
Here is a poem written by my husband for our daughters. It was inspired by and adapted from "To My Grown-Up Son" by Debra Barone but changed significantly.
"I was so busy throughout 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.
Home from work—so much time it took
When you'd bring your coloring book
Ask me to play with a great big smile
I'd say: "Maybe in a little while"
I read to you in bed by your nite-light
You wanted me to read all night
I was always anxious to get out the door
I wish now I'd stayed a few minutes more.
For life is short, the years rush past
A little girl grows up so fast.
No longer does she pull at your side,
Or move behind you--from the world to hide.
The toys and things are put away,
There are no longer games to play,
No good-night Daddy for me to hear
That all belongs to yesteryear.
I longed for days of quiet peace.
Times without little girls at my feet
But now I wish I could go back and do
Each and every thing you asked me to."
Love Daddy! ♥
I'm getting so sappy in my old age! :)
"I was so busy throughout 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.
Home from work—so much time it took
When you'd bring your coloring book
Ask me to play with a great big smile
I'd say: "Maybe in a little while"
I read to you in bed by your nite-light
You wanted me to read all night
I was always anxious to get out the door
I wish now I'd stayed a few minutes more.
For life is short, the years rush past
A little girl grows up so fast.
No longer does she pull at your side,
Or move behind you--from the world to hide.
The toys and things are put away,
There are no longer games to play,
No good-night Daddy for me to hear
That all belongs to yesteryear.
I longed for days of quiet peace.
Times without little girls at my feet
But now I wish I could go back and do
Each and every thing you asked me to."
Love Daddy! ♥
I'm getting so sappy in my old age! :)
4 comments:
Hi Diana, this poem made smile. My daughter is 6 so I hear ya!
I'm Glenn - Kerry's partner. I have to admit that when she said she's left a poem by a friend's husband for me to view I allowed myself an internal groan.
How wrong we can be.I loved the execution and the sentiment was exact!
It's even inspired me to do something with some lines that have been unresolved in me for too long. If they ever get completed I'll pass them on.
Sappy? Bring it on!
Thanks, Kerry & Glenn. My husband was pleased with your comments. He's having a hard time with our last child leaving the nest. He said that everyone always tells you about how time flies, but don't think about it until they're gone.
I think doing this has helped him some. Enjoy your daughter!
Such a beautiful, heartfelt poem. Time does indeed fly. My daughter is 12 now... how did she get there that quickly? I dread the day that she'll leave home.
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