Many memories are flooding
my mind this day,
and I thought of this song.
We Have This Moment
Bill and Gloria Gaither
Hold tight to the sound of the music of living
Happy songs from the laughter of children at play
Hold my hand as we run through the sweet, fragrant meadows,
Making memories of what was today.
My sister, my brother, and me
We have this moment to hold in our hands
And to touch while it slips through our fingers like sand
Yesterday's gone and tomorrow may never come
But we have this moment today.
I am holding my baby brother who was killed
when he was five years old.
When the accident happened,
I was 14, my older brother was 17,
and my sister was 9.
Tiny voice that I hear is my little girl calling
For Daddy to hear just what she has to say
And my little boy running there by the hillside
May never be quite like today.
My baby girl and her daddy.
My children at play.
Tender words, gentle touch and a good cup of coffee
And someone who loves me and wants me to stay
Hold them near while they're hear and don't wait for tomorrow
To look back and wish for today.
Nothing like a good man and a good cup of coffee.
Thankful for both daily.
Take the blue of the sky and the green of the forest
and the gold and brown of the freshly mowed hay
Ad the pale shades of spring and the circus of autumn
And weave you a lovely today.
This little one turns two in October.
"Hold them tight while they're near"
Reminds me of another song...
Thank You, Lord, for Your Blessings on Me,