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We are a hard working, family of eight. Swimming in the sea when we aren't busy on our small holding. Daddy dragon has to work away a lot, so this blog is to let him keep up with our adventures at home.

Monday, 8 February 2016


You call for me at midnight
You call for me at four.
Sometimes with a gurgle
More often with a roar.

The night is big and lonely
And you are oh so small.
You'd like to see your mummy
And so, my love, you call.

It's late and I am sleepy
An so, my babe, I grumble.
And as I pick you up again
You hear my tired mumble.

But nonetheless I hold you
Rock you back to sleep.
I promised I'd be there for you
A promise that I'll keep.

Then maybe later down the road
(In eighteen years or more!)
You'll call me once again, my dear
At two, or three, or four.

And once again I'll grumble
I'll moan that it is late.
But I'll always come and find you
I'll never make you wait.

And there might come a day
When you are a parent too.
And in the middle of the night
Your child will call for you.

And then you'll understand
The precious love so deep.
You wouldn't trade it in
For a thousand nights of sleep.

Yet sometimes you'll be tired
You'll think you had enough.
Then you can call on me
I know sleepless nights are tough.

Whether you're a baby
Or when you're fully grown.
You can always call on me, my love
You'll never be alone.

And though there will come a day
When we will be apart.
You still can always call on me
I'll be right there in your heart.

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