Childhood passes

Fathers love it when their babes are boys
For now you can play with them and their toys
Race their model cars up and down the hall
And then to teach them how to catch a ball

But it is so different with little girls
When you see in them their mothers curls
They're so precious as they sleep in your arms
As you protect them from all life's harms

You kick a football and play with dolls too
And get splashed at sea cos that's what kids do
Then you worry when they are so sick in bed
And thank God for all the prayers you've said

What pride you feel when your son grows up tall
But anguish when your girl for a boy does fall
How their childhood passes so very fast
And how much you want to recall the past

But despite the sadness as they leave home
They soon come back with kiddies of their own
Their little ones crawl on you and pull your hair
You love them when you see yourself in there

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