Hi, i love looking at poetry sites and "qoutes" and just found this and thought some of you may like i I hope that my child
looking back on today
remembers a mother who had time to play.
Children grow up while you are not looking.
There'll be years ahead for cleaning and cooking.
So quiet now cobwebs.
Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep
t! so if you ever needed a reason to stop for a minute, here it is!