By Brad Anderson I guess that I can hold youone more time before you grow.And tell you that I love youso that you will always know.Please let me tie your shoe again.One day you’ll tie your own.And when you think back to this timeI hope it’s love I’ve shown.Can I help you put your coat on?Can I please cut up your meat?Can I pull you in the wagon?Can I pick you out a treat?One day you might just care for me,so let me care for you.I want to be a partof every little thing you do.Tonight could I please wash your hair?Can I put toys in the bath?Can I help you count your small ten toesbefore I teach you math?Before you join a baseball teamcan I pitch you one more ball?And one more time can I stand nearto make sure you don’t fall?Let’s take another space-ship rideup to the Planet Zoor.Before our Cardboard Rocketdoesn’t fit us anymore.Please let me help you up the hill.while you’re still too small to climb.And let me read you storieswhile you’re young and have the time.I know the day will comewhen you will do these things alone.Will you recall the shoulder ridesand all the balls we’ve thrown?I want you to grow strongerthan your Dad could ever be.And when you find successthere will be no soul more proud than me.So will you let me carry you?One day you’ll walk alone.I cannot bear to miss one dayfrom now until you’ve grown.