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Farewell nap time, though I hardly knew ye.

A few great years…. how could you leave me?

That hour or two of peace was great.

Finally… a chance to exercise and lose weight.

Then, like a cruel joke,

My dreams of rest went up in smoke.

Afternoons once spent doing chores

Are now spent stumbling over toys on the floor.

It’s a small price to pay

To have my daughters in a good mood all day.

For if you return

(Oh, some days how I wish you’d return)

I know they would be awake late into the night…

And I would spend all the next day breaking up fights.

(Missing your child’s nap time? Feel free to leave your own verse in the comment section!)

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