I’ve
been to see the Mother of my Children,
She
enquires with ‘what’, ‘how’ and ‘when’,
She
delves into my affairs with some care
And
tries spending my money with a flare.
I
admire her so, and wanted her to duly know
That
my love for her as a Mother does grow,
She
does what she can for both our Offspring
And
their praises she does respectfully sing.
She’s
been looking after Lacy May,
Who
broke her left arm the other day,
She
had been with her Nan out at play
And
her love for her does not sway.
She
is single at the current moment,
And
has her roving eye on no-one,
She
is so graceful in her movement
And
is looking forward to some fun.
©
Andrew Stevenson 13/08/2017
An edited piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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