Victoria Cormier Poet I do not know?

Before It's Too Late

Treat your child with loving care
 let him know that Mommy is there,
   The years go by much too fast
  and when you look into the past,
   You'll wish you would have taken time;
  to read his book of nursery rhymes.

  You always had things to do;
  no time to play or go to the zoo,
  Make time for him, dishes can wait;
  leave until later the dusting you hate.
  Read and play with him for goodness sake,
  before he's grown, and it's too late.

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