And see your little girl smile,
Why not stop everything,
Just to play with her a while.
For all too soon the years,
May take her to a distant place,
And many will be the days,
You'll long to see her face.
Don't let those precious years,
Slip by until she's grown,
To take some time to cherish her,
And make your love well know.
For as you strive to love her,
The way God wants you to,
You'll build such precious memories,
That she'll show her love to you.
(c) Patricia Lawrence
