I hated the endless knocks on my office door,
and yelled at you, till you could stay no more.
The playing cards, ludo and chess all gone,
for good, I know, this is the new dawn.
I feast on my time off that doll and picture book.
Yay! Your school term-break is off the hook.
Until my eyes fall on the table beside me,
that remind me of yesterday's milk and tea.
I look the other way, trying hard to forget,
stealing a glance at the clock of the handset.
Two more hours of freedom, I whisper,
before you enter home and bring a twister.
Focus on work, there's so much to do,
trying to make the most of the time without you.
But, do I wait for your return of some kind?
What's wrong with me? Have I lost my mind?
Come back, my baby, come to your Mamma,
to eat, wash, play and finish our daily drama.
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