by Debbie Bodie
|I saw you meet your child today|
You kissed your baby joyfully
And as you walked away with her
I played pretend you'd chosen me.
I saw you meet your child today
|I recognize you from last year!|
I knew I'd seen your face before!
But you came for a second baby.
Does no-one want a child of four?
Can this be true? I'm almost six!