TO: Jessica Dambek, these two poems are nothing but the truth! They grow up sooooo fast!! Babies Dont Keep, by Ruth Hulbert Lewis Hamilton Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth, Empty the dustpan, poison the moth, Hang out the washing and butter the bread, Sew on a button and make up a bed. Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? Shes up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Oh, Ive grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue (Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo). Dishes are waiting and bills are past due (Pat-a-cake, Darling, and peek, peekaboo) The shoppings not done and theres nothing for stew And out in the yard theres a hullabaloo. But Im playing Kanga and this is my Roo. Look! Arent her eyes the most wonderful hue? (Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo). The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow, For children grow up, as Ive learned to my sorrow. So quiet down cobwebs. Dust go to sleep. Im rocking my baby and babies dont keep. Fingerprints, by Wendy Lyn I know you get discouraged Because I am so small, And always leave my fingerprints on funiture and walls. But everyday Im growing Ill be all grown up someday, And all the smudgies that I did will surely fade away. So heres another bunch of them Just so you can recall Exactly how my fingers looked When I was very small.
Posted on: Mon, 05 May 2014 21:59:23 +0000
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