It’s not when you smile at me
First thing in the morning
Or even when I make your milk
While you’re still quietly yawning
It’s not when you finally wake
To start a brand new day
Or even when you call to me
Because you want to play
Its not when I see something new
That you have learnt to do
It’s definitely not when I change your nappy
After you’ve had a great big poo!
It’s not when you have your nap
And I get peace and quiet
It’s not when you wake again
Ready to start a riot
It’s not when tea time comes
And we are sitting at the table
Or even when the TV says
Children’s time is over
It’s not when I’ve run the bath
And you splash and kick around
Or even when you’re soaking wet
And the duck is finally found!
It’s when it’s time to tuck you in
That I love the most
Because it’s me and you
And your favourite book
Cuddled both up close
I let you fall asleep so sound
With my arms around you tight
And when I finally put your down
It’s that moment, that moment there
That always makes me smile
Because even though you are fast asleep
After a fun filled happy day
I know I’ll see you in the morning
To do it all again
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A fine write Crow.
Thanks Orchi
A picture of loving care filled with scenes I remember when mine was small -- those bedtimes were the highlight of every day - books and snuggles - great read.
Yeah its the best.
Quite beautiful saxon. Gone out of my life are those times and i thank you for your words today which brought the feelings back to me.
Now I have two granddaughters and don't have a hope of sharing their magic moments, for the one who was once the babe i put to bed is their dad and he gets those moments.
I must admit i am quite precious about putting my little.girl to bed. Its the only part of the day, bar weekends, that i have my time with her
Well writ Crow.
Thanks Mike
Quite beautiful saxon. Gone out of my life are those times and i thank you for your words today which brought the feelings back to me.
Now I have two granddaughters and don't have a hope of sharing their magic moments, for the one who was once the babe i put to bed is their dad and he gets those moments.
Wonderful write SC those times are so precious. When my son was a babe we had that fun all day, he never stopped but as soon as his head hit the pillow he went straight to sleep and even now forty plus years later he still does the same.
Andy
Your don sounds.totally.awesome. You must be very proud of him
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