God's Precious Gifts

The little voices fill the room like cotton candy to a bag. Everything gets sweeter when they're near The most precious gifts God could make All lined up playing follow the leader I fondly recall those days as we often try to do Reliving our youth as a forgotten era What with the bills, job, you know the grown-up things It's so vital to the soul to just remember where we were Where we have been-I've traveled to Mars, Invaded Cowboy Forts Played hide and go seek, and Tag Now I play corporate man, husband, father, debt collector Far I am from the days of Captain Underwear man and his trusty sidekick Boxer Boy When I hear the laugh of a child, it's like the part of my childhood that will never go away It stays. And I wouldn't have it any other way.