This is in reply to Velvet Verbosity’s 100 Word Challenge. This week’s word is BATHED. And, since this is the last challenge during Poetry Month, I thought my entry should be a poem.

This is for the many mamas and their babies out there. We may not have all been Mamas, but we have all been babies with mamas.
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Brushed and bathed
And ready for bed
Mama pulled them close
And the little one said

Mama? Tell me why
Do I have to go to sleep
Must I close my eyes
And count some sheep

Can’t I stay here and
Cuddle with you
Could you read a story
Or maybe even two

Hush, little ones
Mama replies
It’s time to rest now
Close your wee eyes

They hugged and then
Gave a kiss or maybe three
As mama rocked her
Toddlers on her knee

The moon shone through
The window brightly
As mother and children
Held each other tightly
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