If I could have a dream come true, just one long joyous day,
I'd ask God for time with my kids, just to hear them laugh and play.
They would be young once more, and we'd have so much to do,
We'd do the things we always did, and try some new things too.

There would be cookies, hugs and kisses, and laughter all day long,
Skip rope, dances and building things, and singing a favorite song.
But I'd have to pick a time, a date, a special year to actually replay,
And choose between building snowmen and gathering lilacs in May.

With only one day, how could I replay, all those years that have gone so fast?
I couldn't, as it isn't life's way, and the present, can't go back to the past.
But the things in our hearts that we seek God for, He reveals in a certain way,
After reading His Word, and thinking of my children, I continued on to pray.

Lord, allow me a dream, some night to come, a memory of years ago,
A dream about what my children were like, and how I loved them so.
Let me feel their soft sweet skin, their kisses and voices so very near,
A dream that will let me see the faces that I've loved throughout the years,

Day after day, so busy with our little ones, how could we began to know?
That time would soon become a thief, and how fast the years would go.
Perhaps in a dream, or in a special way, God will allow us to hear,
Those little voices of our grown children, that will always be so dear.