Thursday, October 07, 2010

mummy

mummy do you love me ?
in-spite of all he said....will you let me grow?

i can feel when you touch me , and tell me how you are.
and feel your pleasant whisper , though i cannot even hear.
i know you cried last night , when that man hit you hard
your tears felt salty , and had my senses blurred.

mommy when i grow up , i'll wash your pain away,
and take you to the garden u went the other day
mommy i shall buy you , new dresses that you want
but fear you cant afford them, from the meager money grant.

mommy when i grow up, we'll live in the seaside flat,
where you often dream of living , lying on our yellow mat.
mommy when i grow up , we'll have the biggest car,
you'll never have to worry of leaving me alone in fear.

mommy when i grow up , ill not want a dad
i know ill always hate him , for making you so sad
mommy when i grow up , we will have the best food
and ill make you a proud mommy , always feeling good.

mommy can you hear me, please don't let me die
i promise you be happy

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