I wrote this poem for all the parents out there, you know what it’s like and we love ’em 🙂
I can smell cookies in the oven.
The worktop is cluttered with bowls and spoons.
They smell rather yummy,
Can I have one yet mummy?
I can hear the shower on.
Pyjamas laid out ready to wear.
The soap is there to wash my tummy.
Do I have to go in mummy?
I can see my soft bed all made.
Book on the side to read.
I still can’t find my toy bunny.
Do I have to go to bed mummy?
I can taste the sticky medicine.
I feel a little bit poorly.
Tissue in hand, my nose is all runny.
Can you make me feel better mummy?
I can hear birds in the garden.
They sing from their perch in the trees.
Out the window it’s lovely and sunny.
Can I play outside now mummy?