Monday, April 23, 2012

She (My Angel)

She (My Angel)

She has blue eyes
And o’ so pretty
Bad girl
O’ so silly
She does what I do
That’s o’ so cool
She sleeps peacefully
She’s a priceless jewel
She gives me hugs and kisses
Every morning and every night
I love to see her play
Tough girl she likes to fight
She dance with me
So you know we are crazy
I’m her one
She’s my baby
She got me like shapes
For example the triangle
Travis Johnson she calls daddy
Mya Elizabeth I call my angel

Travis Johnson

Babytalk

Babytalk

Who’s a little beauty, then?
Cootchie! Cootchie! Coo!
Doesn’t she hold her head up well?
And doesn’t she look like you?
Aaah, look at her little fingers!
Aren’t they incredibly small?
I remember when our John was born,
It doesn’t seem long at all.
Is she feeding well, then?
Are you bottle or breast?
You know what all the experts say –
Mother’s milk is best!
Bless her, look she’s smiling!
I haven’t lost the knack...
Oops... she’s filled her nappy,
Erm, would you like her back?


(1990/For my daughter, Rose)

Ray Mather