( sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset . . . )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 flow the days,Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers,Blossoming even as they gaze . . .Sunrise sunset, sunrise, sunset!Swiftly fly the years,One season following another,Laden with happiness and tears . . .One season following another,Laden with happiness and tears . . .( sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset . . . )