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by Little Angel

Created on: February 19, 2007 Last Updated: May 14, 2007

Growing Up

Playing laughing wrestling
A father and his sons
They are growing up so quickly
Our time with them almost done
Savoring the memories
While rushing to make more
All the time remembering
They'll soon be out the door
Everyday they're changing
Growing into men
Silently I'm wishing
Their time at home won't end
Soon my boys will be on their own
Trying to make their way
Playing laughing wrestling
Will be lost to yesterday

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