Humour, Poetry Happy Hour Is Over by James • August 31, 2020 The laugh of a childA charming sound but betterDuring daylight hours Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInRedditPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
James Proclaims! 
Ah, yes. I recall such times.
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At least when she’s crying there is something to try and ‘make better’ but happy and awake is a puzzle I can’t solve
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Catching up on sleep today?
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I’m not sure how that fits in with my child’s plans…
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When you’re jolted awake
At dawns early break
Do you rue that drunken inconceivable mistake?
There is little denying
Healthy lunged wee ones are trying
But ’tis sad to see a grown man crying.
(Only joshing, love my kids. But glad they’re grown…)
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I love mine too but sometimes I love her more when she’s asleep
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As long as they are laughing WITH you and not AT you.
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That is far from certain
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Ahhh… Memories
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Treasured memories?
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No… Just memories 😉
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Good morning.
Oh.
It’s not for you again I see.
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Ironically I wrote this a few days ago but it reflects today quite well
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The artist has perfectly captured that “I have another dirty nappy for you” look. Oh, hang on – wrong post!
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Yes, not guilty on this one although it is an unerring likeness considering that it is not actually a drawing of my child.
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An Ode to Little Proclaims (you figure out the music)
When I was younger I stayed up all night with woman
Now there is a woman who keeps me up all night
She is smaller than the others
But I love her more
Enjoy these days my friend. You may as well you really don’t have a choice
Stay well and Laugh when you can
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I do know who inspired this one!
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And you are correct
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