Twenty years ago, a little boy was born,
growing up so fast, oh where the time has gone?
Childhood just a blur, toys now left behind
little boy’s a man, the memories are kind.
He grew up too fast, I hold fast to him
can’t let him go, time is quickly trimmed.
not much I can do; really have no choice.
Little boy is grown, and he does have a voice
oh his childhood years, how they flew so fast
longing for that time, that wasn’t meant to last.
He will go his way, that time is almost here
little boy of mine, I’ll always hold him dear.
Treasuring that time, when we had been so close.
quite a funny time, he thought kissing was gross
can’t hold back those years, though I wish I could
to proudly let him go, the happy tears are good
I always knew he wouldn’t stay forever
little boy I love, he won’t lose that not ever.