They Grow Up So Fast

You were so small when we first met,

Before you learned to fly.

You’re almost grown and already

You’re at home in the sky.

Your wings are strong; your heart is free;

Your tomorrows abound.

I stand here watching as you soar,

Too old to leave the ground.

But I can delight in your flight,

My heart soars at your side.

You take your turn to rule the world

While I quietly bide

And guard the nest where you first hatched

With all its memories,

Until you bring your own wee babes

Back home to visit me.

Isaiah 49:15
“Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you!