Monday, April 28, 2008

A bit of perspective


Song for the fifth child
(though it works for the fourth too!)
by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton

"Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth
empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
hang out the washing and butter the bread,
sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
and out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
but I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?
(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
for children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

8 comments:

Corrine said...

i thought you were announcing something :)

beautiful poem

Brenda said...

I've heard that poem before and I love it!

Aly Allred said...

I love the brand new baby too: the smell, the feel, the bundled up baby. Enjoy it, as you know, it passes so quickly.

Rosebud Collection said...

He is so beautiful..I love the poem..and isn't it true..the dust, dirt, etc..will always be around, but the baby grows..

Kenney Crew said...

What a treasure!!!!! Isn't that the truth? Can the song work for only 3 kids? LOL

Emily and Kyle said...

I was able to catch up reading your blog. Congrats on baby and welcome home baby Daniel! He is beautiful! Great poem. Enjoy them while you have them!

Julie said...

What a great reminder! And a good excuse for me to use when my house is messy. :) I love how little he is!!

devri said...

oh I love that poem, my child has to speak on Mother's day and I am going to steal that for her to read... who does he look like, he reminds me of Austin when he was a baby.