Friday, January 2, 2009

Sunrise, Sunset


Lillie will be six years old in just two short weeks. I have decided that it is unfair how quickly they change from this:




To this:












Every night before she goes to sleep, I tuck her in and sing "Sunrise, Sunset" from Fiddler on the Roof. My mom very rarely sang that song to me when I was little because it made her cry. I'm beginning to understand why.

In case you're not familiar with the song, here are the lyrics so you can think of your own children (if you are so blessed) and cry with my mother and me:

Is this the little girl I carried? Is this the little boy at play?

I don't remember growing older; When did they?

When did she get to be a beauty? When did he grow to be so tall?

Wasn't it yesterday When they were small?

Sunrise, sunset

Sunrise, sunset

Swiftly fly the days

Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers

Blossoming even as we gaze

Sunrise, sunset

Sunrise, sunset

Swiftly fly the years

One season following another

Laden with happiness and tears