May. 5th, 2005

Siddown! You're getting into that buggy!
Siddown! We have got to get gone!
We're ten minutes late, already -
Siddown! I have things to get done!

Get up! You can't sit on the footpath!
Get up! You can't climb on that chair!
I don't have the time to play bloodbath -
Get up! You've just sat on my hair!

Siddown! I am putting your socks on.
Siddown! Now we need to be quiet.
The library is meant for reading.
Siddown! You are starting a riot!

Get up, darling, come over to mama.
Sit down, love, and we'll have a hug.
I don't mean to go so bananas -
Lie down, for a rug-snuggle-bug.

Linnea:

May. 5th, 2005 06:49 pm
This is my baby?
This is my baby.
You are my baby.

And this bursting shout
In my chest and my throat
Is all about you -

My daughter.

This is my baby.
This is my baby.
This is my baby.
This is my baby.
This is my baby.

I am looking for a word,
Very very big,
Big enough to show you
How big the shout is
How big the squeeze is
Because if I shout it or squeeze it you might be frightened and cry.

The word, for today, is elephant.

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