If i could keep you little... by Marianne Richmond
If I could keep you little, I'd hum you lullabies. But then I'd miss you singing your concert's big surprise.
If I could keep you little, I'd hold your hand everywhere. But then I'd miss knowing, "I can go... you stay there."
If I could keep you little, I'd kiss your cuts and scrapes. But then I'd miss you learning from your own mistakes.
If I could keep you little, I'd strap you in real tight. But then I'd miss you swinging from your treetop height.
If I could keep you little, I'd decide on matching clothes. But then I'd miss you choosing dots and top and stripes below.
If I could keep you little, I'd cut your bread into shapes. But then I'd miss you finding, "Hey! I like ketchup with my grapes!"
If I could keep you little, I'd push you anywhere. But then I'd miss you feeling your speed from here to there!
If I could keep you little, I'd tell you stories every night. But then I'd miss you reading the words you learned by sight.
If I could keep you little, I'd pick for you a friend or two. But then I'd miss you finding friends you like who like you, too!
If I could keep you little, we'd finger-paint our art. But then I'd miss you creating stories from your heart.
If I could keep you little, I'd push your ducky float. But then I'd miss you feeling the wind behind summer's boat.
If I could keep you little, we'd nap in our fort midday. But then I'd miss you sharing adventures from camp away.
If I could keep you little I'd fly you with my feet. But then I'd miss you seeing sky and clouds from your seat.
If I could keep you little, I'd keep you close to me. But then I'd miss you growing into who you're meant to be!
1 comment:
Oh my gosh, Sarah got me this book for Mother's Day and I cry every time I read it. It sums it up perfectly!
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