…well, among many things that make me cry lately…
VESPERS
by A.A. Milne
Little Boy kneels at the foot of the bed,
Droops on the little hands little gold head.
Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.
God bless Mummy. I know that’s right.
Wasn’t it fun in the bath to-night?
The cold’s so cold and the hot’s so hot.
Oh! God bless Daddy–I quite forgot.
If I open my fingers a little bit more,
I can see Nanny’s dressing -gown on the door.
It’s a beautiful blue, but it hasn’t a hood.
Oh! God bless Nanny and make her good.
Mine has a hood, and I lie in bed,
And pull the hood right over my head,
And I shut my eyes, and curl up small,
And nobody knows that I’m there at all.
Oh! Thank-you, God for a lovely day.
And what was the other I had to say?
I said “Bless Daddy,” so what can it be?
Oh! Now I remember it. God bless Me.
Little Boy kneels, at the foot of the bed,
Droops on the littel hands little gold head.
Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.