Little folks are people too   Very much like me and you   The little things they say and do   They kinda make your day      Foolishness and common sense   Through the eyes of innocence   Skip a rope or jump a fence   Gettin' in the way      "Daddy, why are you so tall?   Daddy, why am I so small?   And daddy, who makes snowflakes fall   Could it be the Lord?"      Chasing puppies, climbin' trees   Bumping heads and skinnin' knees   It's not very hard to see   That kids are Gods reward      Little folks get down and out   The girls will cry and boys will pout   Before you know what it's about   They're smiling once again      Colored kites on summer breeze   Jingle bells and Christmas trees   Too soon they're only memories   Do you remember when?      "Daddy, what makes eagles fly?   What makes clouds float in the sky?   And daddy, if I really try   Will I grow up someday?"      But little folks slip through our hands   Like so many grains of sand   We'd best enjoy them while we can   So soon they fly away