When I wake up and seek to sew my dreams,
Together my heart and mind has understood.
Poems for Children by Mama Grace
When I wake up and seek to sew my dreams,
Together my heart and mind has understood.
I’m glad you’ve asked and it wasn’t a pooh
But weeing and poohing on things is not what we do.
Bye bye pooh, thanks for coming through,
It’s time to flush you down the loo,
Enjoy your journey toodaloo.
Mummy what will it be, a pooh or a wee?
There’s a different feeling for each, so you’ll tell me.
There you are randomly pecking away.
It’s my Magpie Child, sorting her prey.
Brush them and polish them, treat them with care
And be the brightest smile millionaire.
I’m forever picking bogies out of your nose,
I don’t even know how you would make all of those.
If we take time now to wash the dirt away,
We can save the loo germs from ruining our play.
It’s best not to touch the bin of wee-pooh;
It’s not a plaything, it’s a baby loo.
We’ll cut and file them, make them neat.
Kiss each finger, a little treat.