In my last post, I talked about blackout curtains, and how my son needed them when he was small. I wanted to share with you today the poem that preceeded my purchase of those curtains.
Oh traitorous one!
When baby goes down for a nap,
out you come in a snap!
You blink your big yellow eyes
how I want to pull you from the sky!
All day you play hide and seek
and out you come from a cloud to peek
upon a baby struggling to rest,
you suddenly need to show him your best!
You strut around with muscles and might
but you are entirely too bright!
“Please,” I plead, “disappear for an hour, perhaps a small rain shower?”
But no, this is too much to ask!
The sun is set in his task!
“But perhaps,” he concedes with a sigh, “I will come back by and by.”