The bacon is frying
The kids are crying
One hit the other
Dear God, I do not need another
Running this way and that way
When will I get to a quiet day
One's going to cheerleading practice
The other is off to the football field
The other, well, who knows
Lord, please watch over him
Needing to slow down
Lord, will it ever end
I turned twice and all is quiet
They have all grown
And have childern of their own
Oh, how miss their laughter in the morning
Their sweet kissing before bed
This house is so quiet
Lord, I miss the noise
The running here and there
Never knowing what they may do next
Help me, Lord,to see the treasures
I have in these little ones
You have given me........
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