Heartwarming and inspirational women's fiction
New Babby
Our Cheryl’s ‘ad a babby
A right bugger ‘e is too
‘e screams day and night
until ‘is face is big and blue.
Our Dad went up the wall
said he’d throw her out
when she sat ‘im down and told ‘im
that she was up the spout.
The lad who was responsible
legged it the same day
so Dad was left with Cheryl
and a babby on the way.
Still now that he’s born
we’ve grown to like the little sprog
Cheryl’s called ‘im Tyson
after Dad’s favourite dog.
Once they were a couple
who stayed out late and drank in bars
when the mood took them.
Once they slept late and whiled away weekends
pursuing hobbies that gave them pleasure enough.
Now they are parents.
Late nights are the time for feeding
and listening out for snuffles and tears.
Mornings are early and pleasure comes in the shape
of a small bundle lying helpless in their arms.
They talk of those days of couple-dom with fondness.
Yes it was fun but this, this is real
Once they were a couple,
now they are a family.
Hush Baby hush, no more tears.
You’ve cried enough to fill the day.
Shush Baby shush, prick up your ears
the Lullaby Lady is on her way.
She’ll rock you gently in your bed
singing to you low and sweet
and softly kiss your careworn head.
Hush now Baby go to sleep.
She’ll tuck you in and blow out the light
so sleep now dearest.
Good night, sleep tight.
