A Kiss Goodnight

I count it as a privilege,
I count it cause for praise
To kiss my children goodnight
At the close of every day.

For I know too soon they're up and gone,
And walking out the door,
And I'll never have a child
To kiss goodnight anymore.

It's very strange how times have changed
From the present to the past.
When did they grow so quickly
The time has flown so fast.

For it seems like only yesterday
I helped him with his shirt,
Or pat my baby on the back,
Or kissed away a hurt.

Tell a story, read a book,
Wipe a nose, or tie a shoe.
They never ask me to rub their backs
The way they use to do.

Once it was a bother,
Just a troublesome kind of chore.
But now I would give anything
To do it just once more.

Mommy, bounce me on your knee
Daddy, flip me in the air.
Throw a rubber ball to me
And help me comb my hair.

Mommy, tickle my tummy...
Daddy hold me high.
Let's go outside for a while,
Or make a kite to fly...

I count it as a privilege
I count it cause for praise
To kiss my children goodnight
At the close of every day.

For I know too soon they're up and gone
And walking out the door
And I'll never have a child
To kiss goodnight anymore!

~ Author Unknown ~