THOUGHTS

I woke from my sleep
A young woman fair
When I looked in the mirror
An old woman stood there

What happened to the young girl
Who used to live here
Her clothes are in my closet
They seem bigger I fear

My three young sons
Are  playing in the den
Oh my, who are these strangers
It looks like they are men

The young man that I married
Only a few years ago
Is coming through the door
But he’s moving kind of slow

His dark hair is now graying
His step is not as quick
But his eyes still shine and sparkle
And his  hair is wavy and thick

My goodness there’s a lot of noise
Outside in my front yard
I look and there’s small children
Playing very hard

Could it be that these young babes
Are children of my boys
It seems like only yesterday
They were playing with their toys

I guess I will enjoy these times
And try not to make a fuss
But the girl in me still wonders
When did life catch up with us?

IF ONLY FOR A MOMENT