Tuesday, 3 November 2009

A Mummys Poem

Here is a little poem I got from my lovely mum (Grams) today (not one of hers but so nice nevertheless) I had to share it with you:

I hope that my child, looking back on today
Will remember a mother who had time to play
Because children grow up while your'e not looking,
There are years ahead for cleaning and cooking.
So quiet now cobwebs, dust go to sleep.
I'm nursing my baby and babies don't keep.
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