Where is mummy
I’m crying and my eyes are hurting
no-one understands
I’m so hot, I want to be sick
I feel so tired
There she is, beckoning me
“I’ll take him” I hear her say
Into her arms I climb
I stop my crying
She smells so nice
Her arms are tight around me
I snuggle into her neck
She carries me away
Cool air blowing away my tears
I climb into her lap when she sits down
My head against her bosom
Grandma never let’s me down
She understands what I need
Her hands are so gentle and firm
The most comfortable feeling
I close my eyes
It is time to sleep
About the Creator
Mike Cornish
Mike Cornish lives near the premier wine area McLaren Vale. He is married, 2 grown-up daughters 4 grandchildren. Always creative now retired he has turned his talent to writing.
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https://cornishpublishing.com/
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