Time Passes Quickly My hands were busy through the day, I didn't have much time to play the little games you asked me to, I didn't have much time for you. I'd wash your clothes, I'd sew and cook, But when you'd bring your story book and ask me please to read to you, I'd say: "Not now, too much to do". I'd tuck you in all safe at night and hear your prayers,  turn out the lights, then tiptoe softly to the door, I wish I'd stayed a minute more. For life is short, the years rush past, and little children grow up so fast, no longer are you at my side, your precious secrets to confide. The picture book is put away; there are no longer games to play no good night kiss, no prayers to hear that all belongs to yesteryear. My hands once busy are now still the days are long and hard to fill; I wish I could go back and do  the little things you asked me to. © all rights reserved Gloria Camacho  January 31, 2008       I dedicate this page to my daughters  Lorena and Misty I don't know if it happen to any one but  it did to me, I used to said to my kids  " I can't wait to you grow up" when they were teen:  " I can't wait, until you get marry  go to collage or move out. But when that day comes, you wish you  can go back in time, when they were babies,  or young adults. Today I was sitting down watching TV,  it hilted me "Time passes so quickly" now everything  seems so lonely and empty, and I wrote what you just finish reading. If we only knew then what we know now, if we only could go back and do things different,  let's say "I love You" today to all of those that are important to us, before is too late.