I lay back at night
I wonder what it would be like
If I heard what others heard
saw what they saw

If at night mother really cooked
and brothers weren't hooked
where hugs and kisses
were real

If dad didn't have to run
and could stay for the fun
where lights were on
and food wasn't gone

If  with child mother stayed
and dreams didn't fade
where children stayed children
for the rest of their days

The moment ends
as quickly as it begins
for the baby calls out
to my sister I must tend

~K.D