Let Them Be Little
Challenge
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*My Grandmomma was a wise old soul,
took me by the hand not long ago.
Said, "What's your hurry child, slow it down,
Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound
of the wind that's blowing through the trees,
river's flowing to the seas.
Yeah they're all heading home just like you and me.
Life is for livin' child can't you see...
That these are the days we will remember.
These are the times that won't come again.
The highest of flames becomes an ember,
The highest of flames becomes an ember,
and you've got to live 'em while you can."*
-- Keith Urban --
-- Keith Urban --