Lux et umbra vicissum…

My Mom sent me this poem recently, and I wanted to share it. It’s a good reminder… and a good excuse!
BABIES DON’T KEEP
Mother, oh Mother,
come shake out your cloth,
empty the dustpan,
poison the moth,
hang out the washing
and butter the bread,
sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house
is [...]

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