Little Folks

Little folks are people too
 Very much like me and you
 The little things they say and do
 They kinda make your day
 Foolishness and common sense
 Through the eyes of innocence
 Skip a rope or jump a fence
 Gettin' in the way
 Daddy, why are you so tall?
 Daddy, why am i so small?
 Daddy, who makes snowflakes fall?
 Could it be the lord?
 Chasing puppies, climbin' trees
 Bumping heads and skinnin' knees
 It's not very hard to see
 That kids are god's reward
 Little folks get down and out
 The girls will cry and boys will pout
 Before you know what it's about
 They're smiling once again
 Colored kites on summer breeze
 Jingle bells and christmas trees
 Too soon they're only memories
 Do you remember when?
 Daddy, what makes eagles fly?
 What makes clouds float in the sky?
 And daddy, if i really try
 Will i grow up someday?
 But little folks slip through our hands
 Like so many grains of sand
 You'd best enjoy them while you can
 So soon they fly away...