A nursery poem for parents

Mary had a little cold
That would not stay at home
And everywhere that Mary went
The cold was sure to roam.
It wandered into Molly’s eyes
And filled them full of tears.
It jumped from there to Bobby’s nose
And then to Jimmy’s ears.
It painted Anna’s throat bright red
And swelled poor Jenny’s head.
Jane had a fever,
And a cough put Jack to bed.
The moral of this little tale
Is very quickly said:
Mary could have saved a lot of pain
With just one day in bed.

Parents, this “one day in bed” could be a Sunday for you son or daughter. Please consider the other children exposed to you child because they could catch the illness.

Thank you for your help!

For more information, talk to Mary Pollard, Nursery director at 598-6767 ext.119 or mpollard@pulpitrock.com.