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At Dawn
They come to my room at the break of the day,
With their faces all smiles and their minds full
of play;
They come on their tip-toes and silentiy creep
To the edge of the bed where I’m lying asleep,
And then at a signal, on which they agree,
With a shout of delight they jump right onto me.
They lift up my eyelids and tickle my nose,
And scratch at my cheeks with their little pink
toes;
And sometimes to give them a laugh and a scare
I snap and I growl like a cinnamon bear ;
Then over I roll, and with three kids astride
I gallop away on their feather-bed ride.
I’ve thought it all over. Man’s biggest mistake
Is in wanting to sleep when his babes are awake ;
When they come to his room for that first bit of
fun
He should make up his mind that his sleeping is
done;
He should share in the laughter they bring to his
side
And start off the day with that feather-bed ride.
Oh they’re fun at their breakfast and fun at their
lunch ;
Any hour of the day they’re a glorious bunch !
When they’re togged up for Sundays they’re cer
tainly fine,
And I’m glad in my heart I can call them all mine,
But I think that the time that I like them the best
Is that hour in the morning before they are
dressed.
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