Famous Children Poem

"Vespers" was the first poem published by Alan Alexander Milne. Christopher Robin Milne, A.A. Milne’s son, was the inspiration for this poem, and it showcases him saying his prayers before going to bed.

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When I was a very little boy, I used to stay round my Nana's house fairly regularly. Every time I did, she would tuck me up in bed and sing this poem to me in her beautiful, soothing voice....

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Vespers

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Little Boy kneels at the foot of the bed,
Droops on the little hands little gold head.
Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.

God bless Mummy. I know that's right.
Wasn't it fun in the bath to-night?
The cold's so cold, and the hot's so hot.
Oh! God bless Daddy - I quite forgot.

If I open my fingers a little bit more,
I can see Nanny's dressing-gown on the door.
It's a beautiful blue, but it hasn't a hood.
Oh! God bless Nanny and make her good.

Mine has a hood, and I lie in bed,
And pull the hood right over my head,
And I shut my eyes, and I curl up small,
And nobody knows that I'm there at all.

Oh! Thank you, God, for a lovely day.
And what was the other I had to say?
I said "Bless Daddy," so what can it be?
Oh! Now I remember it. God bless Me.

Little Boy kneels at the foot of the bed,
Droops on the little hands little gold head.
Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.

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  • by Lesley Murray
  • 1 month ago

This is the first song my mother ever taught me. It has stayed with me for my entire life and was one of the last songs we sang together just before she passed.

  • by David Dempsey
  • 2 months ago

While watching "Goodbye Christopher Robin," mention was made of this poem. Suddenly the lines of this poem popped into my head. It had been 54 years since I first learned this poem in Kindergarten class. It was the first of many poems I learned by heart. When I checked the words, those times and notebook came back to me.

  • by Claudia Jane
  • 3 months ago

This was my lullaby all through my childhood. My mum used to sing it the old fashioned way. At 37 years old, I still sing it in my head to get to sleep. Such fond memories. A legend of an author. Thank you so much for making my childhood so special.

  • by Kristin
  • 2 months ago

What is the old-fashioned way to this song?
Thank you!

  • by Jim Silsby
  • 6 months ago

When I was a very little boy, I used to stay round my Nana's house fairly regularly. Every time I did, she would tuck me up in bed and sing this poem to me in her beautiful, soothing voice. Whenever I read this poem now, as a grown adult, I'm immediately transported back to her house, saying my own prayers as a little boy, and I feel safe and loved.

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