A Thousand Little Moments

There’s a box up in the closet

Full of things I used to know,

Little shoes and faded ribbons,

Pictures from so long ago.

There’s a drawing from kindergarten,

With my name in crooked lines,

Funny how the smallest pieces

Can bring back the biggest times.

I remember kitchen dancing,

Socks sliding on the floor,

Asking just a hundred questions,

Then running out the door.

I thought that I’d be grown-up By the time I turned thirteen,

But nobody told me growing up

Would happen in between.

A thousand little moments,

A million little days,

The laughter in the hallway,

The memories that stayed.

From the first time I said “Mama”

To the person I am now,

I never saw the years go by,

But I can see them somehow.

A thousand little moments,

Like stars that filled my sky,

I was busy being little

While my childhood hurried by.

There were birthdays with the candles,

There were summers without plans,

There were nights I feared the thunder

And reached for someone's hand.

Now the clothes I wore are smaller

Than the memories in my head,

And I wish I could revisit

Every ordinary day instead.

If I could stop the clock a minute,

I wouldn't change a thing,

I'd just listen to the voices

And the happiness they bring.

A thousand little moments,

A million little days,

The laughter in the hallway,

The memories that stayed.

From the first time I said “Mama”

To the person I am now,

I never saw the years go by,

But I can see them somehow.

A thousand little moments,

Like stars that filled my sky,

I was busy being little

While my childhood hurried by.

Someday I'll find these pictures

When I'm older than today,

And wonder how the little girl I was could change this way.

I'll have new dreams to chase then,

New places I will go,

But she'll be somewhere inside me,

In the things I used to know.

A thousand little moments,

Still living deep inside,

The first steps and the scraped knees,

The tears I tried to hide.

And although I can't go backwards,

There's one thing I know is true:

Every little piece of childhood

Helped make me who I grew into.

A thousand little moments,

A story still unfolding,

I'm not that little girl anymore,

But I'm not done becoming.

So here's to all the little things That didn't seem like much,

The days I didn't know I'd miss,

The hands that held me up.

I didn't grow in one big moment,

It happened day by day…

A thousand little moments Made me who I am today.

(who

I am today)