Poem

I thought I would share a poem I wrote about being close to my babies.  Do you have a poem to share?  Send me the poem - via my contact form, (and let me know the source) and I'll put it on my blog.

Little Night Owl

Let him cry is want they said

Come, let my arms be you bed

Your sleepy eyes are now content

Little Night Owl, so small so new

Time passed and you grew.

 

Made your room cute, look full of sheep !

Still only with me could you sleep

Your feet too big for the little mattress next to our bed

Your little pillow too small for your head

Bedtime stories and songs you like

Though being by yourself you still dislike

Time passed and you grew.

 

Now you’re older you sleep on your own

Though your daddy and me are not alone

For now I have another little one

 With red hair and soft brown eyes just like you.

Time passed and you grew.




At night he sleeps with me cuddled close,

During the day he sleeps in a sling

in the warmth of my love for him.

Little Night Owl, so small so new

Time passed and you grew.