Why Do You Have To Grow Up?

What has happened to the days?
What has happened to the years?
Please let me for one last time,
wipe away your tears.

I used to rock you each night,
with a bottle to make you sleep.
How I long to do this one more time,
your warmth and softness keep.

Babies should not be allowed to grow,
stay small and forever sweet.
Bright eyes, a giggle, prancing around,
a wonderful smell and very soft feet.

One day as I grow very old,
you may have to take care of me.
You may not look like a baby anymore
but a baby is all that I see.