Little Tiny One
Little tiny baby held in our loving arms,
And lovingly carried to bed,
Little toddler eyes aglow,
Life is play
Being read to and tucked into bed.
Little independence achieving your dreams,
And now sent to bed,
Growth, were joining the ranks our parents are in.
Stress and love
Sleep now is hard to find.
Than one day we realize, our lives are theirs.
Children, our own
Loving little hearts we tuck into bed,
Touching their little heads we wonder what their dreams will be.
Our parent’s lives become entwined in ours, as now the circle nears completion.
We are now feeding a parent
Reading to a parent
Cleaning for them
And putting them to bed,
The circle of love, that started with a little heart beat, created by God
We know will soon slow, and return to dwell with Him.
Our parents, we’re parents, their parents,
The circle of love ordained by God above
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