Little eyes are watching your mid life.
Here’s a poem a friend sent after he read a Lane 8 post, entitled, “Who’s Watching You“, about a week ago.
“Little eyes are watching you”
There are little eyes upon you
and they’re watching night and day.
There are little ears that quickly
take in every word you say.
There are little hands all eager
to do anything you do;
And a little boy who’s dreaming
of the day he’ll be like you.
You’re the little fellow’s idol,
you’re the wisest of the wise.
In his little mind about you
no suspicions ever rise.
He believes in you devoutly,
holds all you say and do;
He will say and do, in your way
when he’s grown up just like you.
There’s a wide eyed little fellow
who believes you’re always right;
and his eyes are always opened,
and he watches day and night.
You are setting an example
every day in all you do;
For the little boy who’s waiting
to grow up to be like you.
Reminds me of Harry Chapin’s classic folk song, “Cat’s In The Cradle“.
If you clicked the linked and watched Harry Chapin set up his song he wrote about his son Josh, you heard him say, in reference to the song’s meaning, “It scares me to death“.
Can I get an, “AMEN“!, on the scared to death part.
This is why I blog. This is why I stay positive. This is why I think so much about what I do and don’t do.
Our sons and daugthers are watching us. Carpe diem, jeff 🙂
