So there you stand dressing,
Tying that hair in the tightest bun
******* round with a ring
Your coat dangles fluffily in the wind
And he's waiting near the seat
Without wings, holding half a glass
Of lager.
Red shoes send you upstairs
Clickety-clack on the metal trims.
Then the children arrive from school
By taxi paid by you.
Now you're poorer
Than before
And the pub sells
Chips and beans.
The baby's smiling at
All of the people
So you can't win.
And daddy dangles
A silver chain
As if this is what you need.
Love Mary x
For my dea Lizzie , Bluebell, Delphi, Hugo and Ruby .
Love Mum , Grandma ***