Monday, May 24, 2010

A Bath, a Book, a Cup of Tea

Tonight I reserve just for me
A bath, a book, a cup of tea
My day was spent just like the rest
Job and family, I do my best

Laundry, bills, some dishes too
Come, I’ll read that book to you
Dress-up time is always fun
Kids in bed, the day is done

Fast asleep my children lay
This I’ve waited for all day
To take some time to pamper me
My bath, my book, my cup of tea

To your bedside I am drawn
Touch your cheeks, how they are warm
Reaching down to kiss your hair
I close my eyes and say a prayer

Someday you’ll be grown up too
Now’s the time for me and you
So in the bed with you I lay
My bath can wait just one more day.
                                    - Buffi  2002


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20 comments:

  1. Hi Buffi,

    Your poem was lovely, truly lovely.

    Hope you and the writing are well.

    Natasha

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  2. It's so warm and lovely. I loved it.

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  3. following from wed follow, I hope you follow back:) http://littlebittyspicecakes.blogspot.com/

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  4. I loved your poem. It rings so true.

    Good luck with getting published. :)

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  5. Geat writing, Buffi. Many a night when my 4 year old asks to "snuggle" I remind myself that these days will be gone all too soon.

    Trippin' Mama

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  6. Precious photo and beautiful poem that I can very much relate to.

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  7. This is a gorgeous poem!! YOu should link up when I start my Poetry Hour on Thursday next week!

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  8. Beautiful poem and picture and yes, most days I'd pick snuggling with my kids over a bath!

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  9. What a lovely poem! It brought tears to my eyes. :) By the way, I took your survey, followed you on Google Friend Connect and "liked" your Facebook fan page. Congratulations on making your writing dreams come true. What an inspiration!
    Thanks for stopping by my place. I've enjoyed my visit here. You've got a great blog. Have a wonderful day.

    Kristi, Live and Love...Out Loud
    @TweetingMama

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  10. I wonder how they got the cup to stay on the edge of the tub? I always liked your poems.

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  11. This was a beautiful poem! I am visiting from Friday Follow and I am glad that I stopped by!

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  12. Buffi, I have read your poem several times now. I remember those days as if they were yesterday, and when my grandchildren were younger, I would snuggle them in bed to read to them as well.

    When I was young, spending the night with my grandmother was soooo special. After the lights were off, she would recite epic poems that she had learned in school. I never tired of that!

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  13. Love your poem and I did vote in your poll as well.
    I am a new follower from Friday Follow, so glad to have found your blog.
    Hope you have a wonderful weekend!

    Eloise
    Mommy2TwoGirls
    http://mommy2twogirls.blogspot.com/

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  14. Very sweet.

    Saying HEY from Friday Follow.
    Of course we follow you through GFF, please make sure to stop in and do the same for us :)
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  15. great poem and nice blog, thanks for stopping by mine too :) I will follow :)

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  16. What a lovely poem! And it rings so true.

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  17. What a great poem! I am a new follower. You can find me at http://dailylifewithbipolar.blogspot.com

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  18. Oh! That's a special poem, probably the one that started you thinking of becoming an author. I remember you reading it to me in the Warren parking lot, and it brought back happy memories! You said at the time that you didn't really like people reading them without listening to you read it out first... It struck me that's the key to being a great writer - you hear their voice just through text.

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