Dear Son & Daughter…

Dear son,
If I have my way,
You would never grow old
I want to watch you all day
Giggle away your frustration
With your three favourite fingers
Stuck in the roof of your mouth.

For you I will create a separate universe
A different star to guide you every night
My womb will always be your cradle
You can crawl in when the world gets cold

For you I will entertain a million questions
Carry your pain round my eyes
You will never know worry
I will obliterate its existence before you know how.

I pray your heart remains pure
May your dreams remain sure
May my arms be the magnet
That calls your heart home
My sweet gentle boy.

Vera