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As the night turns into day

And the light turns to dark

We watch them grow in many ways

With every little spark.



With that very first sound

And the smile that covers their face

From crawling on the ground

And Stinking up the place



The day that they come home

The wonders that we all felt

We cant wait for them to roam

The excitement makes us melt



And when they say dada

And start to hold the bottle alone

We know that the days are going away

Soon they’ll be leaving home



And so we take pride in those early days

Where we are truly in control

Where they do what we say

And give it their all



We cherish all those little memories

The ones where we are actually their best friend

We know that it is only time

When that will come to end





And when we rock them to sleep at night

When they ate the ice cream to fast

Looking up at the heavenly light

Just thinking back in the past





We know that our time is dyeing down

Like the hours of a day

When we have to say good bye to them

And drift off away



And as the day comes that we are no longer here

We just hope and pray

We taught them to be kind and dear

To be kind in many ways.



And then we tell them how much fun we had

And the time has come to end

Telling them to a good mom and dad

Cause this cyle will start again