Hello is me mum there
Can you tell her I’m here
Shall I come in to see her
OK I’ll wait here
She’s probably wondering
Just where is me dad
Well I sneaked out behind her
And he won’t be to glad
It’s too far to walk home
Now I’m on my own
But I followed my mum
So I won’t feel alone
Sometimes I get frightened
That she just won’t return
And the moment she leaves
My little heart yearns
Hello is my mum there
Just say I’ve gone home
I’ll see her tomorrow
I’ll watch how I go
There’s no need to worry
For I’ll be quite safe
Just hang on a moment
Can you tie my lace
I’ll follow the street lights
And stay out the dark
I wish I had our Timmy
For he’d give a bark
I’m not really frightened
I just thought you should know
I just follow my mum
Because I miss her so
PTT
This the Poem of the Month for December
Way back in the 1950’s when my mother worked in the Regal Cinema Litherland on occasions I would follow her to work.
Above is a poem of one such occasion.
The Timmy mentioned is the dog we had when I was a child.
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