December 08

Goodnight

Mum, I’ll bring back a kiss for you,
Once I’ve brushed my teeth till they’re sharp and new.

Then off to the toilet, goodnight to Ted
And a bedtime story from Dad.

A glass of water, one last play with my toys
What’s that on tele? – it’s my favourite ad.

I’m feeling hungry, can I have a snack?
Oops better brush my teeth once more.

Look I fell over today and hurt my knee,
Can I have a band-aid for the sore?

Is that the lot? Is there something I missed?
Is there something I haven’t done?

Hey wait a minute I can’t go to bed yet,
I need a cuddle with my Mum!

“Beauty is my child’s face.”*

Is there a more perfect sight than the face of a beloved child? Is there a more perfect feeling than stroking the softness of their skin? Is there a more perfect smell than inhaling their sweet scent as you envelope them in a tight embrace? These are some of the intoxicating wonders of motherhood. How I love to dwell on my child’s exquisite features, but no matter how long or how intently I gaze, the image is always changing. It is the nature of childhood.

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