Little Feet

Mother hears Little Feet of morning

And desires slumber could last…

Just a little longer.

Little faces, staring into hers, pleading for their breakfast.

“Please”, Mother says…"I really want to sleep.”

Little faces grow and have their own Little Feet
To feed.

Lots of time for rest.
Daughter asks…. "Will I never sleep?”

Mother sighs…."I miss the Little Feet.”