pomes ([personal profile] pomes) wrote2004-11-19 10:40 am

Lots and lots for us to do

When I wake up there's a Daddy,
And then there's a Mammy too
And then there's a feed and a cuddle
And lots to see and do

But first I have my breakfast
All over the kitchen chairs
And then I have my face washed
And my ears, and my hands, and my hair

And then they clean my chair up
And because I'm soaked right through
They take all of my clothes off
(Then there's lots to see and do!)

I have a roundy rattle
I can hit it on the shelf
And I have a set of building blocks
That I use to hit myself

There's a baby in the mirror
And my plastic cups are blue
And I still have my very own building blocks -
There's lots to see and do.

I have a set of fences
So that I can stand
And walk around the room
Hand over hand over hand

I climb on piles of cushions
And up on people too
Mammy sits on the floor for me
There's lots to see and do

I sit beside the window
And stare up at the sky
And if I'm lucky there's a pussy
Sometimes passing by

When I wake up there's a morning
All clean, unused and new
Waiting for me to fill it
With lots to see and do

[identity profile] feetnotes.livejournal.com 2004-11-20 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
do you remember how, when you were small - little - younger, a day lasted aaages, a week was forever - and the other end of the summer holidays was unimaginable?
i think a morning, and a day, and "tomorrow" are like that for linnea at the moment :-))

another good pome (and "Mirrors" was, too); more, please.