torsdag 2. juni 2011

Et lite dikt.

Babies Don't Keep

I hope my child, looks back on today
And remembers a mother who had time to play;
Because children grow up while you're not looking,
There are years ahead for cleaning and cooking.
So, quiet now cobwebs, dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.
-Unknown

A.

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