These days won't last

These days won't last. I know they won't. But I pretend they will.

The sunshine, the laughter; everyone together.

Next year, I'll be hours away at college. 

Next year, the baby will be four years old.

Next year, I won't be surrounded by the giggles of silly little girls.

But these days are here now, so I'll cherish them while they're here and recollect them when they're gone.