Vespers by A.A. Milne and memories…..

Little Boy kneels at the foot of the bed,
Droops on the little hands little gold head.
Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.

God bless Mummy. I know that’s right.
Wasn’t it fun in the bath to-night?
The cold’s so cold, and the hot’s so hot.
Oh! God bless Daddy – I quite forgot.

If I open my fingers a little bit more,
I can see Nanny’s dressing-gown on the door.
It’s a beautiful blue, but it hasn’t a hood.
Oh! God bless Nanny and make her good.

Mine has a hood, and I lie in bed,
And pull the hood right over my head,
And I shut my eyes, and I curl up small,
And nobody knows that I’m there at all.

Oh! Thank you, God, for a lovely day.
And what was the other I had to say?
I said “Bless Daddy,” so what can it be?
Oh! Now I remember it. God bless Me.

Little Boy kneels at the foot of the bed,
Droops on the little hands little gold head.
Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.

A.A. Milne

Em (my daughter) texted a few nights ago to say that she had been re-reading some of her books from childhood and she felt soothed by Winnie the Pooh. We bobbed backwards and forwards with texts for a while and then I shared a memory, as I used to sing ‘Vespers’ to her when she was a little girl.

She texted back ‘I remember Mum’, and her mother at this end had a moment.

18 Responses to “Vespers by A.A. Milne and memories…..”

  1. 1 ianscyberspace April 27, 2014 at 11:40 pm

    That poem takes me back a long way in life. lol


  2. 3 elenacaravela April 26, 2014 at 6:12 pm

    A sweet, cherished moment for sure:)


  3. 5 1smiles August 17, 2012 at 10:05 am

    Perfect moments that become etched in our memories. WOnderful that you and Em share this special one.
    Jeannie xxxxx


    • 6 Jane Thorne August 17, 2012 at 10:20 am

      And as soon as my Mum said she used to sing it to us when we were little, it unlocked a memory from way back…precious indeed. Love you Jeannie xxxxxx


  4. 7 Granny Trish August 15, 2012 at 10:01 pm

    History repeats itself, I used to sing that to all my babies and when Jon was born I used to sing “Jonathan Robert is saying his prayers”. Took me back some to read that. Beautiful. Much Love Granny Trish xxx Aka Mumxx


    • 8 Jane Thorne August 16, 2012 at 8:37 am

      Hello Mum, as soon as I read your comment a memory unearthed of you singing to Jon and yes, of course you sang to us girls too…love you my Mater xxxx


  5. 9 granbee August 14, 2012 at 8:02 pm

    How very precious are those memories when we sang our children to sleep!


  6. 11 Elena Caravela August 14, 2012 at 4:49 pm

    Sweet and wishful Jane.


  7. 13 tornadoday August 14, 2012 at 4:38 pm

    ….all the proof you need to know that time has no claim on us at all. Beautiful, Jane. ~ Love, Bobbie


  8. 15 Maxi August 14, 2012 at 1:29 pm

    Nothing touches the heart like precious memories. May they carry you on the tough days, Jane.
    Hugs n Blessings – Maxi


  9. 17 celestealluvial August 14, 2012 at 1:15 pm

    Awwwww!!! So very sweet! Priceless, I loved it! Thanks for sharing…


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