And the thunder of their toys
The nights fly by so fast
I feel left behind at the last
But a moment here and a simple pause there
Time to sip and brush back some hair
Then in the midst of all that stuff
There's time to pick up and admire feathered bird fluff
Such a contrast, such busy days
And yet there is time to still be amazed
To hug a bare bum and tickle a tum
Admire a rainbow and join in a hum
My life is rich, if noisy, it's true
I would not swap it. 'cos I love you