To Hugo

Boy of laughter and mellow thoughfulness
Close bosom-friend of the maturing mum
Conspiring with her how to load and bless
With love the home to which the children come;
 To bend with cuddles the obsess’d mummies,
And fill all hearts with delight to the core;
To swell the toy cupboard, and plump nappies
With a not-so-sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, clever tricks for the mummies,
Until they think amazement will never cease,
For Hugo has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells

By mummy, with a teeny bit of input from Keats.

Hugo was two yesterday.

Happy birthday, gorgeous child.


2 Responses so far »

  1. 1

    N said,

    Happy happy (belated) birthday to Hugo!

  2. 2

    Lara said,

    Happy Birthday little guy!

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