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If we were granted any
wish, I'll tell you what we'd do,
We'd wish our kids were
small again, for just a month or
two.
To hear their squeals of
laughter, to watch them while they play.
And when they ask us to
join in, we wouldn't say, "Not today."
To hug again their chubby
frames, to kiss away their tears,
and cherish childhood
innocence that washed away the years.
Then when it's story time
again, we'd stay a little longer,
to answer questions,
sing the songs, so memories would be stronger.
But time is callous,
wishes, myth, yet God in all his wisdom, has
given us another chance before we join his
kingdom.
Your faces may not be just
the same, your names are changed, 'tis
true,
but yet the
smile that radiates, reminds us so much of you.
God must have known that
grandparents would need a chance or two.
For
many little happy things we hadn't time to do.
So God gave love to grandparents
to equal that before, that,
in effect
embraces those little lives they
bore. |
