Dad

Come on, dad, get up!
In your den
even the time has dozed off.
We’ve made the jam.
Mum’s waiting for you,
brewed your chamomile tea…
for your nerves.

It’s time to
reap,
what you’ve sown
we’ll see.
Come on, dad, up you get,
mum’s waiting for you
with your favourite plum spread.

Kiss me,
a little.
Your daughter will be all right.
But mum’s waiting for you
with chestnuts freshly baked!

Talk with me, I love it

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