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