Our precious girls and darling boy,
you've brought us such unrivalled joy.
Just babies not so long ago -
How could we know how soon you'd grow?
The time has flown, it went so fast.
So many 'lasts' already passed -
Last bedtime tale, last pushchair ride,
last 'magic' kiss, last shoelace tied.
No warning came with any 'last' -
They just showed up, they never asked
us if we minded giving up
your bottle, then your sippy cup.
But grow you must, as 'lasts' appear -
We'll watch you flourish, year by year.
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