"I Won't Mind"

[madamedavid]

I wish I'd written this.

I won't mind sitting by your cradle
Singing to you softly
Far into the night.

I won't mind playing peek-a-boo for hours
To see that look of wonder
Wonder and delight.

Soon they'll be asking,
"Where is baby's nose?"
"Where is baby's shoe?"
"Where is baby's hat?"
"Clever little boy," they'll say,
Lizzie taught him that.

I won't mind reading you a story,
Qucking like a duck,
Chirping like a bird.

I won't mind when you ask me to repeat it
So you can say it with me
Knowing every word.

You needn't worry if there's
Chocolate on your hands,
Jelly on your face,
Porridge on my skirt.
Run to me and I'll be there
To hold you when you're hurt.

They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie can't say no,"
They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie's spoiling you,"
They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie's wrapped around your finger."
I'll say, "Yes, it's true."

I won't mind knowing that your mother
Showers you with kisses,
Bakes your favorite bread.

I won't mind when I see your father lift you
And swing you on his shoulders
High above my head.

They may be busy,
I can take you skating,
I can take you sledding,
Flying down the hill.
If they won't build a snowman
Auntie Lizzie will.

They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie holds too tight,"
They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie can't let go,"
They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie's really not your aunt anyway."
You'll say, "No, it isn't so."

In my heart I will keep a secret
Foolish little secret
Hidden from the rest.

In my dream you're my own, my very own
And I blanket you with love
As I hold you to my breast.

"Lizzie, he's not yours,"
"Lizzie, in his life
Your part is very small."
But if one day a toy should break
Or maybe playing patty-cake
You call my Mama by mistake,
I won't mind at all.