Mother, S Comfort Poem by stephen sutton

Mummy Mummy comfort me
Clean my room and make my tea
And sweetie sweeties after please
If i had a Dad you would not be free
To have so much time just for me
When i grow up i want to be..no silly, not like me
But like you and have some thing all the time to do
So Mummy Mummy comfort me and when i grow up
I, ll make you tea and wash your clothes, you can pretend your me
What a lovely game that would be, always always you and me
Love! What, s that? Who, d be he? Mummy your so much to me.
No.Just you wait and wait and see, I, ll not run away not me.
And I wonder where could Daddy be?