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.
Labels: Cakes
posted by metro mama @ 12:50 PM
metro mama
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
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10 Comments:
A to the Men.
That is the most beautiful poem I've heard in ages. She will be mine if she makes it to nine.
The clouds part
and the angels sing
when mine sleep in.
AMEN SISTER!
LOL!
Oh, that's a good poem.
Mmm..sleeping till eight sounds delicious! I miss sleep.
Oh, I would love for Cordy to sleep until eight! Especially since she's been awake at five every morning this week.
*fingers snapping*
Right on, Mama.
yes I really do think we love them more when they are sleeping.
Truer words were never spoken!
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