We made our way through childhood,
We ran through those carefree days;
As teens we tested the limits,
While watching our parents hair grey.
We married and the world was ours,
As we found ourselves all grown,
With adult responsibilities,
And children of our own.
The carefree days were theirs now,
Time for them to spread their wings;
And when they hit their teenage years,
They went through all the same things.
Now we watch those two grown boys,
And wonder where the time went,
And echo our parent's questions,
Was our time with them well spent?
Sure we watched them playing ball,
And we showed them all that we could,
But in the whole scheme of things,
As parents, did we do what we should?
I guess we'll know the answers,
When they have kids of their own,
When they start to teach their children,
All that they've been shown.
This cycle of life repeating itself,
Sons, daughters, husbands, wives, moms and dads,
Growing up, holding on, and then letting go,
Hearts giving the best that they had.