what once seemed like the worst part of the day has now become the most desired part of the day.


the worst part of the day
not school time
or bath time
not play time
or even snack time
my mommy lays me down
all snug in my bed
oh how i hate going to bed
she gives me teddy
agianst my own will
and with one last protest
i slowly drift off,
int onap time

Poetry by Valerie
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Written on 2006-10-20 at 17:51

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Phyllis J. Rhodes The PoetBay support member heart!
You say it so well. I recall efforts to put you down for naps. You had to be rocked and read to and tickled and given a drink and given 'Teffy (Stephanie doll). Maybe all that was just for Mammy.

Jessica Rexroat
I miss tucking you in so much, those were some of my favorite parts of the day

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
cute, cute, cute Valerie. I love my naps now too. I also love snack time, bath time, play time, and oh how I wish for school time.