..the school bus comes and takes you to school, you all look back at the house, you really wouldn't want me to see you but I do.
...friends come and go...they play at our house and you play at theirs....I can't always see you anymore
...another graduation, elementary school is over. You are amazing...I can see you
...Middle school comes...quiet phone calls, not much conversation, more friends, more outings, sports, music, I am so proud...sometimes I see you, sometimes I don't
...Another graduation, middle school is over, now comes high school, you are mobile, and confident, there are dates, and youth trips, and sporting events...I don't always see you anymore.
...Tonight, I peeked in your room, just to check like I've done a thousand times before,
you were reading your bible...I still see you.
...Another room checked, a bible on the floor, you are asleep...I still see you.
...The same in another room...I am so glad that I still see you...
Can't wait for tomorrow, or can I?
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