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Sleeping soundly, little snores,
Dim the lights and close the doors,
Eight hours sleep (or maybe three)
You'll wake up hungry, needing Me.
I've made you warm, I've filled your tum,
You've had a bath, I've changed your bum
Snug and cosy, in your cot,
You're the most precious thing I've got.
You cry, so tired, I wish you'd sleep,
When you crash out upstairs I'll creep
Around the door I'll poke my head
I'll watch you sleep, small, in your bed
I'll fight the urge to disturb you,
Comfort, cradle, cuddle too
You're softly sleeping I miss you already
You're beautiful, tiny, and cuddling your teddy
One day I'll wake, and you will fly free
All grown up – but will you need Me?
For now I'll savour every day,
Each memory I'll store away
To bring out when I'm grey and old
or when I'm feeling lost and cold
These memories I'll look back on
With smiles and fondness, lovely, warm.
Sleeping soundly, Little snores
Dim the lights and close the doors
Tomorrow is another day
To learn and love, and laugh, and play.
For My Babies xxx
Dim the lights and close the doors,
Eight hours sleep (or maybe three)
You'll wake up hungry, needing Me.
I've made you warm, I've filled your tum,
You've had a bath, I've changed your bum
Snug and cosy, in your cot,
You're the most precious thing I've got.
You cry, so tired, I wish you'd sleep,
When you crash out upstairs I'll creep
Around the door I'll poke my head
I'll watch you sleep, small, in your bed
I'll fight the urge to disturb you,
Comfort, cradle, cuddle too
You're softly sleeping I miss you already
You're beautiful, tiny, and cuddling your teddy
One day I'll wake, and you will fly free
All grown up – but will you need Me?
For now I'll savour every day,
Each memory I'll store away
To bring out when I'm grey and old
or when I'm feeling lost and cold
These memories I'll look back on
With smiles and fondness, lovely, warm.
Sleeping soundly, Little snores
Dim the lights and close the doors
Tomorrow is another day
To learn and love, and laugh, and play.
For My Babies xxx
A Hairbrush, Covered In Hair...
I sit by the window, my eyes and chest hot and aching from the heaving sobs that had previously wracked them. My inhaler lies by my feet alongside the pills that my fumbling stupid hands failed to open. It's all just shite and my apparent inability to do anything i wish frustrates me beyond belief. But I am beyond anger. My frail, weakened body is numb with exhaustion. My pathetically weak lungs and the asthma that ails them now burning as they battle to recuperate. "Too broken even to cry". I should remember that for my eulogy. The darkness nestling beside my lungs has miraculously not affected them. But its evil is still apparent. The hairb
What a Spoony Sees...
... The Reality of Invisible Illness.
Pain, pain GO AWAY,
Come again some other day.
I don't want to sit here bitchin',
I need to crack on with my stitchin'.
I've got a pile of WIPs to do,
How can I, when I'm feelin' poo?
My head is pounding, kids are yelling
Even my name, I'm strugglin' spelling
The house is a tip, the washing piled high
Visitors call, they wonder why.
The reason you see is my spoons are low,
It's difficult cos I don't CHOOSE to go slow.
My pain is restrictive, distracting, intense
I'm grumpy, I'm weepy, I mean no offense.
The sun outside shining up high in the air
I want to take kids out and play without car
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