The list was ticked,
Item by item
Clothes were folded neatly
Toiletries and medicines laid out to bare
Black texta came out squeaking
With a name to write here and there
Everything placed gently,
One by one into the bag
A restless evening of anxiety
"What have I forgotten to put in?"
Early waking, excitement,
Noise, jumping around
Bag zipped, lunch packed, teeth brushed
Nothing to do.
While he is not watching
Birthday wishes are quietly slipped in
Words from all of us
We'll miss you this year
We love you, our oldest boy
We hope you have fun
One little butterscotch
Slipped into the envelope
This is just for you
To suck on and remember
The sweetness of our love
Happy Birthday Frank
beautiful
ReplyDeleteThanks Becca! Nice to know that someone read it!
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