My little ones are sharp, and sweet.
My little ones are fast asleep.
Upstairs I hear a thump, thump thump,
And now I hear a mighty bump.
I was about to sit and let down my hairs,
But now I'm heading back upstairs.
My little ones are NOT asleep,
And if I hear another peep
My patience will quickly subside
And I will tan their little hides.
My little ones are on the brink
Of raising up a mighty stink.
My little ones have settled down,
And I have put away my frown,
The day is done, trials in the past -
My little ones sleep well, at last.
My tea is done, it's now my turn
To sleep, and get some rest well earned.
~Micah M. Haag 5/22/13