Across The Room
When you look across the room,
And see your children smile,
Why not stop everything,
Just to play with them a while?
For all too soon the years,
May take them to a distant place,
And many will be the days,
You'll long to see their face.
Don't let those precious years,
Slip by until they are grown,
To take some time to cherish them,
And make your love well known.
For as you strive to love them,
The way God wants you too,
You'll build such precious memories,
That they'll show their love to you.
-Patricia Lawrence
And see your children smile,
Why not stop everything,
Just to play with them a while?
For all too soon the years,
May take them to a distant place,
And many will be the days,
You'll long to see their face.
Don't let those precious years,
Slip by until they are grown,
To take some time to cherish them,
And make your love well known.
For as you strive to love them,
The way God wants you too,
You'll build such precious memories,
That they'll show their love to you.
-Patricia Lawrence
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