Winds of Time

Time, I've found, is fleeting It's here and then it's gone Youth is quite deceiving It doesn't last so long Childhood seems to creep by Then teen years pick up speed Parenting days, how they fly In meeting young one's needs So ride the winds of time Too quickly they will go Life is meant to savor Before winds cease to blow The cycle will repeat My children will be grown Echoes of little feet I'll hear when I'm alone How did they grow so fast? When did the years slip by? The future, now the past In disbelief, I sigh So ride the winds of time Glide gently with it's flow Make memories sublime Before winds cease to blow