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My hands were busy throughout the day

I didnt have much time to play

The little games you asked me to

I didnt have much time for you

 

Id wash your clothes , Id sew and cook

But when youd bring your picture book

And ask me to please share your fun

Id say : A little later , son

 

Id tuck you in all safe at night

And hear your prayers , turn out the light

Then tiptoe softly to the door.

I wish Id stay a minute more ,

 

For life is short , the years rush past

A little boy grows up so fast ,

No longer is he at your side ,

His precious secrets to confide .

 

The picture books  are put away ,

There are no longer games to play ,

No good night kiss , no prayers to hear

That all belongs to yester- year

 

My hands , once busy , now are still ,

The days are long and hard to fill .

I wish I could  go back and do

The little things you asked me to .

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