Ode To Day Care

“Little children come to me

for hugs and books and such.

I care for all their simple needs

and also fix them lunch.

I pick up toys, mop up spills

and often dry their tears.

I change their diapers, settle fights,

and kiss away their fears.

I tie their shoes, zip their coats,

and push them on the swing.

I really love these kids, you see,

but there is just one thing.

Call me Mom, or Aunt, or Gayle-

those names just might fit.

But please don’t call me sitter,

because I never get to sit!”

To Gayle

Happy Mother’s Day (1991)

With Love From Angie