Thursday, July 14, 2011

Can I Carry You?

By: Brad Anderson

I guess that I can hold you
one more time before you grow.
And tell you that I love you
so that you will always know.
Please let me tie your shoe again.
One day you'll tie your own.
And when you think back to this time
I hope it's love I've shown.
Can I help you put your coat on?
Can I please cut up your meat?
Can I pull you in the wagon?
Can I pick you out a treat?
One day you might just care for me,
so let me care for you.
I want to be a part
of every little thing you do.
Tonight could I please wash your hair?
Can I put toys in the bath?
Can I help you count your small ten toes
before I teach you math?
Before you join a baseball team
can I pitch you one more ball?
And one more time can I stand near
to make sure you don't fall?
Let's take another space-ship ride
Up to the Planet Zoor.
Before our Cardboard Rocket
doesn't fit us anymore.
Please let me help you up the hill.
while you're still too small to climb.
And let me read you stories
while you're young and have the time.
I know the day will come
when you will do these things alone.
Will you recall the shoulder rides
and all the balls we've thrown?
I want you to grow stronger
than your Dad could ever be.
And when you find success
there will be no soul more proud than me.
So will you let me carry you?
One day you'll walk alone.
I cannot bear to miss one day
from now until you've grown.






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Source: One Last Time

3 comments:

Brooke McIntire said...

I'm crying! I have two boys, ages 11 and 4. This struck a nerve! My 11 year old is already so independent and doesn't want his Mommy's help with anything :( My 4 year old has always been independent, but thankfully still needs Mommy to kiss his boo-boos, tie his shoes, lay down with him at bedtime, and fix his meals for him. So much more thankful for these little things than I was with the first child.

The Biggs Family said...

I love this poem. Kids grow up way to fast! My girls are getting more & more independent everyday. I miss them needing me all the time, but I will take the time to enjoy what they do need help with. Lately its been just being there to listen & being a comforter.

Candice Brevard said...

Thanks for the comment ladies. My youngest is 5 and they are growing way to fast for me. When I read this poem it stole the words right out of my heart for my children.

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