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It’s the end of the day,
three babies are sleeping
I sit in my chair, quietly weeping
I am not crying because I’ve had no sleep
Or three times the laundry is piled waist deep.
I am not crying because I look three times the mess
Three times the spit up is now part of my dress.
I am not crying because I have no time at all,
To soak in a bath or to shop at the mall.
To tired to do dishes and forget even sweeping
I will sit in my chair and enjoy my weeping.
I am crying because it’s the end of the day
Three babies are sleeping, it’s quiet this way
It’s time to look back on the way the day went
Three times the fun, look what heaven has sent!!
Sure it is hard, we knew from the start
But the hard things get covered by the extra love in our heart
Three little babies soft cuddly and sweet
Six little hands, and six little feet
Six little arms that hug me real tight
And three little mouths to kiss me goodnight
Three times the laughter and ten times the fun
Pity the parents that only have one!
The joy that I feel as I watch my three sleep
Is what makes my heart ache and makes my eyes weep
from a member of
www.thetripletconnection.com
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