All Grown Up in a Blink of an Eye

The sun was brilliantly shining.
It was a picture of a day,
when I stared outside my window
and watched my son at play.
Funny how quickly time passes.
Suddenly with a blink of an eye,
my little boy is all grown up.
There’s no more need for
lullabies.
I remember when he was an infant
how I wished that he’d turn one,
for my sleepless nights were
endless
and my chores were never done.
At two, I wished that he’d turn
three
so I could put the diapers away.
I never dreamed that by wishing
he’d be all grown up today.
This is the year he goes to school.
How I wish he were a baby once
more.
Maybe I’d learn to let little things go
like dust on the furniture or dirt on the
floor.
Oh, how I’d treasure each moment
if given a second chance,
but life just isn’t that simple,
and this is a wish that no one can
grant.
Why is it we never learn before the
clock ticks away the time
to celebrate each new day
in our hearts and in our minds,
instead of looking back and asking
ourselves why,
our children are all grown up
suddenly with the blink of an eye