It’s dusk the sun about set
here comes this little girl all a fret
“Read me a story! Please oh please! I promise mommy this time only three!”
Her eyes so big and bright
Where will these books take her tonight
So full of hope, wonder and delight
I say “ok but just three right”
She looks at me and nods her head
But that sly little smile
is something later I may dread
For up her sleeve,
I believe she’ll have five stories
waiting for me
Three stories all done and read
“But wait! There’s more!”Her little voice said..
My brow raised I turn to her “you don’t say”
Bouncing with hope and intrigue
she says to me
“There’s only two more oh please oh please mommy can’t we just read a bit more..”
“Two more stories but that’s it, sandman’s calling and we need to sleep”
“Ok ok, I pinky swear”
Two more stories we read and this beautiful little blonde looks up at me with heavy eyes whispers “I love you mommy”
“No,buttercup I love you more”