SUNRISE, SUNSET

Sunrise, sunset.

Sunrise, sunset.
Swiftly fly the years.

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 grow to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday when they were small?

Sunrise, sunset.
Sunrise, sunset.
Swiftly fly the years.

Now is the little boy a bridegroom.

Now is the little girl a bride.

Under the canopy I see them, side by side.

Place a gold ring around her finger.
Share a sweet wine and break the glass.

Soon a full circle will have come to pass.

Sunrise, sunset.
Sunrise, sunset.
Swiftly flow the days.

Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers,
Blossoming even as we gaze.

Sunrise, sunset.
Sunrise, sunset.
Swiftly fly the years.