In a blink it goes, the first year.
A baby now on the brink of toddlerhood.
Where does it go, the year?
Its the most important year, so why fly by?
We think oh it will last, we have time.
But we miss it, the crawlin, walking and talking!
The innocence, the baby essence just goes.
But you dont realise until its to late.
You have nothing to savor.
The special baby smell forever gone.
So why oh why does the year fly by?