The Grandson Nap

Claudette

I don’t want to go to sleep Mum,
I’m really not that tired,
I don’t want to go to sleep Mum,
I just want to rub my eyes!

I don’t want to snuggle on your lap,
but if you lay me on the floor,
I shall cry and grumble,
in that voice you can’t ignore!

I don’t want to go to sleep Mum,
I’m not tired, you know I’m not,
I don’t want to go to sleep Mum,
please don’t put me in my cot!

I don’t want to suck my dummy,
or cuddle with Batman,
What you doing now, Mum?,
Oh, you’ve given me to Gran.

I don’t want to go to sleep Granma,
While you hold me in your arms,
What you talking ’bout Granma?
when you say “he wriggles like a worm”?

I didn’t mean to shut my eyes
I’ll rub them once again,
oh look, you’ve got my Batman,
please, can I have my friend?

OK, I’ll have a cuddle now,
while I fly him round my head,
and can you rock and pat me,
’cause I think it’s time for bed.

16/1/2017

18 thoughts on “The Grandson Nap”

  1. skybright1 20/01/2017 / 5:25 pm

    fantasia poem! I can just hear Noah saying all that. Reminiscent of Pam Ayres! I had a chuckle so thanks

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    • Claudette 21/01/2017 / 9:03 am

      Thanks. Yes it was inspired by hearing Pam’s poems.

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  3. Lily 20/01/2017 / 7:30 pm

    Oh I love this.
    Nap time. The struggle is real.
    This reminds me of attempting to get Spawn to nap whilst he declined my offer and various bribes, even though he was clearly tired. So I’d hand him over to my mum and what do you know? Asleep within 5 seconds. I guess grannies just have that magic touch.

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    • Claudette 21/01/2017 / 9:04 am

      Sometimes, now he’s getting bigger it doesn’t always work 🙂 but I love the challenge and will happily surrender to him – then try again a bit later.

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  4. Osyth 20/01/2017 / 8:06 pm

    Gorgeous! Utterly gorgeous … all those memories of overtired infants battling the inevitable and the giving in and handing to Granny and her eventually magic hands. I loved this and I will tell you again – you do have the gift that Pam Ayres has. IN spades 😊

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    • Claudette 21/01/2017 / 9:07 am

      Osyth thank you so very much for saying I have the gift. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem, and glad that it brought back memories. There were a few other things I would have loved to work into it, (he does zombie eye rolls just before he drops to sleep) – but I ran out of space.

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      • Osyth 25/01/2017 / 9:36 pm

        Then there must be a sequel. And you do have the gift … did I tell you we spent Christmas week in a beautiful little thatched cottage that we rented in Stanford in the Vale (Miss Ayres home village) x

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        • Claudette 26/01/2017 / 1:53 pm

          No, I don’t recall you saying, but it sounds like fun. Those cottages always look so quaint.

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  6. lindywhitton 20/01/2017 / 11:24 pm

    Aren’t grannies marvelous as is this gem of a poem!

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    • Claudette 21/01/2017 / 9:09 am

      Grannies are pretty fantastic, thanks for the compliment Sis.

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    • Claudette 22/01/2017 / 12:04 pm

      Thanks. Yes, it does bring back memories of my children, so I get double the pleasure.

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