Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Dear Elijah

You told me you were tired
"It's time for naps", you said.
You got a little whingy
So I put you straight to bed.

Alas the whinge grew louder;
It turned into a cry.
You didn't want to sleep there
And you wouldn't even try.

"Just close your eyes", I told you,
"It's not that hard to do."
But you thought it was time to play
And smile and laugh and coo.

I finally relented
And got you up again.
You were a happy baby
For five minutes... maybe ten.

Then suddenly I realised
That here I am once more:
You're sleeping on my shoulder
And my arm is getting sore!

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