Everytime I read this poem my eyes start to water. My little girls are growing faster than I can handle. So here's just a little reminder to snuggle your kids a little bit longer every day:
"Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow for babies grow up we've learned to our sorrow. So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep. I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep."
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I wish I could find this printed and framed somewhere, or that I was crafty and could cross stitch it or something. It would be a perfect decorations for my girls' room.
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