Now I don’t have to swish your empty bath round I miss you. No more clucking over piles of jeans and shirts Cast hurriedly at the end of the bed. Clods of garden mud fallen from your boots When you’d been told a million times, Yes! A million times! To take them off Boy! Leave […]
That is why I have been so quiet. I fell down and shocked, needed some quiet time to be silent and find if all was as it should be. Miss H wants me to start writing again. Glad she does.
Miss H. This is for you. One of the things any child will do, when they have fallen down, is cry. If they are crying loudly, bawling, then we pretty much know that they are ok. Their lungs are working, they are active. Good enough. We pick them up, cuddle them, comfort them and life […]