There comes a time in every mother’s life when she steals her child’s last biscuit and she does not feel any remorse.
It is either the biscuit or her sanity.
Guilty as charged.
Just to Let You Know Dear Child
(After William Carlos Williams)
Mummy has eaten
the last biscuit
that was in
your tin box
and which
you wanted to eat
instead of fish & chips
for tea.
Sorry my child
it was yummy
so sweet
so crumbly.
P.S.If you enjoy my blog and poetry you may want to have a look at my latest collection of letters and poetry here.
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