the story of a lady and a young woman

I don't remember growing older

Filed under: Deep inside | Tags: | July 21st, 2007

Cemara’s latest photo which I took last week. For me, it was only yesterday she was in diapers and look at her now. She will turn 13 years old next month.

Time flies.
Too fast.
Don’t you think so ?

When did she grow ?
I don’t remember growing older . . . .

The following song lyric is quoted by Pak Wimar Witoelar. Thank you, Pak. The lyric speaks for itself and could describe my feeling.

Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?

I don’t remember growing older
When did they?

When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he get to be so tall?

Wasn’t it yesterday
When they were small?

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze

Song : Sunrise, sunset
From : Fiddler On The Roof

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