Wee babies

Chapter 15: The Race.

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About This Book

A collection of short, illustrated verses that portray infants and toddlers in familiar domestic scenes—play, naps, mealtimes, mischief, outings, and simple fantasies. Each poem uses rhythmic, child-friendly language to celebrate sensory details, family relationships, and small adventures, often observing twins, siblings, neighborhood babies, and everyday mishaps like jam on the face or rainy-day confinement. The volume reads like a series of affectionate snapshots aimed at entertaining and soothing young readers and caregivers.

The Race.

Who can run fastest Lily or Rose?

Take care, my babies, mind your wee toes,

Come little toddlekins, now let me see,

Who’ll be the first one to get to me.

Catch, catch who can, don’t tumble, don’t fall,

That you know, dearies, would not do at all.

Lily’s ahead, hurry up, Rosy,

Don’t fall, dearie, and bump your nosey.

Patter on, patter on, little feet,

Both of my horses are very fleet.

Which ever baby girl wins the race,

There will be smiles on each little face.

Both at once, come along, that’s the way,

Here you are, which was the first one, say?

I’m sure I don’t see how I can tell,

For both little children did so well.