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Wednesday, January 24, 2007

A Poem for Cakes

You bring delight and cheer and love-
joy that will not abate.
But, my heart nearly bursts apart,
when you sleep ‘til eight.



Anonymous jen said...

A to the Men.

1:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is the most beautiful poem I've heard in ages. She will be mine if she makes it to nine.

3:41 PM  
Blogger crazymumma said...

The clouds part
and the angels sing
when mine sleep in.

8:16 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


11:12 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, that's a good poem.

12:06 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mmm..sleeping till eight sounds delicious! I miss sleep.

11:10 AM  
Blogger Christina said...

Oh, I would love for Cordy to sleep until eight! Especially since she's been awake at five every morning this week.

11:26 AM  
Blogger Mrs. Chicky said...

*fingers snapping*

Right on, Mama.

2:46 PM  
Blogger Lisa b said...

yes I really do think we love them more when they are sleeping.

4:43 PM  
Anonymous mamatulip said...

Truer words were never spoken!

8:30 PM  

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