How fast do they grow!

How fast do they grow? Grown up before you know! One day they fit in your hands Then they are gone, singing their own song!   Oh Why are they in such a hurry! It always seems late! Off in a Rush! attacking their fate. Jumping out the gate!   So Fast do they grow! Gone before you know! When you love them they love you too But somehow it still sears your soul! To see them vanish in the distance.   But we want them to fly! Fly far and fly high! All we pray for is that they don't die Before our own journeys are done. That we can fly in the sun.   Christopher H. Holte