It’s early on a Friday.
I wonder who I am.
On Monday I was Penny
To a tiny Fireman Sam.
On Tuesday I was Daddy.
On Wednesday I was Pa.
I’d come around with tools
So that I could fix the car.
On Thursday I was hopeful
When you said I was the cat.
I thought there would be napping,
But you wanted none of that.
So Friday’s rolled around
And I wonder who I’ll be.
Every brand new day
Seems to bring a brand new me.
But you wake up feeling sick;
Say you have an achey tummy.
At times like these I still can be
A quite convincing Mummy.

Delightful! I love your whimsy and wit.
Aw so lovely as always. I like the idea of pinching a nap as a cat… might suggest this one to Miss Tot haha.
Dawn x
Beautiful! I especially like the cat nap hope & the final verse. Hope he’s feeling better xx
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Julie
Such a lovely poem – it’s not nice when they’re feeling unwell but lovely to really be needed as a mummy at the same time. I love the idea of trying to get in a nap whilst being the cat – shame it never quite works out that way! 🙂