In life
It’s a small window
When I can rock you to sleep in my arms,
son
It’s a small window
When I can take you in the tub with me
Then wash you clean and dry and clothe you, son
It’s a small window
When you beam at me and smile when I say “Good
morning”
Then we talk nonsense to each other for an
hour, son
It’s a small window
When everything I do makes you smile or
laugh
My off key songs are music to your ears, son
It’s a small window
I will look back through
The rest of my life
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