From A To Z. Poem by Mark Heathcote

I do everything with you from A to Z
From the moment you wake up
Till I pat you on your head
And tuck you up in bed
I do everything with you
For you because the day
Starts and ends with you
It's because I love you.

I need your laughter
I need your fun my son.
This cold Easter evening is ever so dreary.
What I don't need is your strops.
When you get out of bed
And I don't have your Coco Pops
Let's just have Cornflakes instead.
And be done my son.

When, you couldn't get your way
Alas once again the other day
When your daddy was away, working
I told you what daddy regularly says
Remember I spoke to you
You were again averting your gaze.
'O, déjà vu' I said to you
If your eyes aren't looking
Then your ears aren't listening
And mummy's heart shall be unjustly hurting.

And our eyes will be crying
Into this deep-blue sea my son
So do... What daddy says?
For me my son oh, why, does sons
Break their mummy's heart
You always listen to daddy,
Why not listen to me from the start.

I do everything with you from A to Z.
My son, it's me who brings
Your favourite teddy to bed
My son I need, I need you too
I need your mischievousness & your fun.
Your big-eyed sky-wide hugs.
Gathered-up on, the school-run.

You're like a pirate sailing an ocean cloud
We each are each other's treasure
So keep me as close to your heart
As 'X' that marks the treasure in my heart
Because son my third born son
In my heart I was finished with love and stuff
But then there came your dad
And then there came you
That's why we all do the things we do
From A to Z because don't we all just love you.