Now is the time...

Now is the time to get things done...

wade in the water,

sit in the sun,

squish my toes

in the mud by the door,

explore the world in a boy just four.

Now is the time to study books,

flowers,

snails,

how a cloud looks;

to ponder "up",

where God sleeps nights,

why mosquitoes take such big bites.

Later there'll be time

to sew and clean,

paint the hall

that soft new green,

to make new drapes, 

refinish the floor-

Later on . . . when he's not just four.

by Irene Foster "Time is of the Essence"