Creeping through the kitchen
sneaking out the door
shhh my wee accomplice
if we're quiet we'll see more
left their feathers on the patio
their footsteps in the earth
I know there is a fairy-o
lets hunt for all we're worth
peeking in the buckets
and underneath the stone
told off by the two-year old
boy them kid's do moan!
"Iesus, see the fishies!"
her wee order not request
don't fall in, the water's cold
so cling her to my chest
I'm a fishy too I say
she almost does believe
but then instead of fish flakes
she feeds me rotten leaves
whoops I showed her something
throwing water in the air
now we both are slightly damp
won't tell your mum I swear
back to seeking fairies
and I'm crawling in the muck
got to find one somewhere
AHA! we are in luck!
a secret little wee one
hidden all away
but when she saw us coming
she turned to stone all grey.
not to worry little Freya
when we're gone awhile
she'll turn back to a fairy
with her pretty smile
now back to the kitchen
their rehearsals going well
mum looks close at her soggy sleeves
mum's can always tell.
what was she putting in your mouth?
Oh dead leaves, well thats ok!
a toddlers work is never done
and adults call it play....

Alice, Alice
I would have built you a palace
A shrine to the divine
that could have been mine
you came in big with your dress
flowery , I confess
like a happy big bloom
a love sonic boom
that I fell
immediately for
the pechouli smell
the big army boots
sweet dreadlocks to the roots
your child bearing eyes
the confident strong
yet wise look on your face
you would tolerate long
and would not bring disgrace
to the wonderful place
we could go to and sit
but my life was so ****
did you see my faint heart
at the back in the dark
of our small grubby shop
all the prices I'd drop
just for you
but I guess that you knew
I wouldn't come through
three times in a day
you headed my way
broad smile
trying to say
"come on! I don't bite!"
but I thought that you might
so I waved you away
now all I can say
I won't see a woman
like you every day