‘Want to come in your room’ you say at 5am Oh no, I think, please, please not again ‘Want to come in your room’ you say with a whine Be strong I think, she’s not coming in this time I say ‘just lie down for a little bit more I’ll come back soon and open the door’ ‘No, no want to come in your room’ You voice echoes in the dark ‘Ooh Little Roo, it’s such an early start’ ‘I’ll lie down and go to sleep’ you say with a plead 2 years ago you used to wake for early feeds The pattern of waking changes from time to time At the moment 5am is not a favourite of mine ‘But no Little Roo it’s just too early’ ‘But I want to come in your bed, it’s so cosy’ ‘Well we can make a deal which is you must lie down Please be quiet for a while, it’s too early for sound’ ‘Yes yes’ you say, ‘I wuv you Mummy’ That makes it harder and also quite funny ‘Come on then’ I say with a yawn We clamber into my bed where it’s still a bit warm I lie down and say ‘lie down too’ ‘Books, milk and animals’ ‘Oohhhh Little Roo We made a deal, I just need a bit longer’ ‘Nooo’ you say leaving me no time to ponder And so the day starts too soon once again Better plan the day and find a friend.
little voices 