Now the fun begins!

It made me think of William Blakes’s witty poem, Cradle Song:

Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,
Dreaming in the joys of night;
Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep
Little sorrows sit and weep.

Sweet babe, in thy face
Soft desires I can trace,
Secret joys and secret smiles,
Little pretty infant wiles.

As thy softest limbs I feel
Smiles as of the morning steal
O'er thy cheek, and o'er thy breast
Where thy little heart doth rest.

O the cunning wiles that creep
In thy little heart asleep!
When thy little heart doth wake,
Then the dreadful night shall break.

[Issi Bannerman]

Nice image and a super poem, which I didn't know.

[Dione Giorgio]

Looks like some rejoicing is on the way. Nice colour contrast between the car and the buildings. Lovely poem.

[Lesley]

@jamibann @sangwann Thank you. I think the poem was inside a card I had when I gave birth to one of my babies, and the last verse in particular has always stayed with me 🙂

[Susan Wakely]

Such a thoughtful Midwife to have a blue car. Is this a sign that it will be a boy. Lovely poem.

[Clive Handscombe]

and not a stalk in sight!

[bkb in the city]

Great find

[arthur clark]

when my wife was expecting ,the midwife came to see her by bicycle,.

[Lesley]

@wakelys Haha yes maybe. I’ll keep a look out for cards on the window sill 😊

[Lesley]

@clivee Haha!

[Lesley]

@bkbinthecity Thank you

[Lesley]

@arthurclark Oh gosh, I doubt there’s many of those about these days.

[Babs]

She must be very much in demand, she hasn't got time to wash her car.

[Molly]

Well spotted and a very appropriate verse.