Mother

: RHYMES CONCERNING "MOTHER"
: Boys And Girls Bookshelf

BY ROSE FYLEMAN



When mother comes each morning

She wears her oldest things,

She doesn't make a rustle,

She hasn't any rings;

She says, "Good-morning, chickies,

It's such a lovely day,

Let's go into the garden

And have a game of play!"



When mother comes at tea-time

Her dress goes shoo-shoo-shoo,

She always has a little bag,

Sometimes a sunshade too;

She says, "I am so hoping

There's something left for me;

Please hurry up, dear Nanna,

I'm dying for my tea."



When mother comes at bed-time

Her evening dress she wears,

She tells us each a story

When we have said our prayers;

And if there is a party

She looks so shiny bright

It's like a lovely fairy

Dropped in to say good-night.



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