Time

Seems only days

  yet it's been years

Happy, tough, sad

  time shared in love

Dirt, boo-boos, tear stains

  and your a man

All grown up and starting

  your own home

Such a privilege to start

  nice to still have love at the door

Growing, changing we do

  it all the time

Somehow we forget

  because it is thrust upon us

We need to have more 

  belief in our ability to be

Agents of the changing world

  in which we live 

Have faith, see dirt

  move and grow, becoming

One more step in this life

  to make and see love