Xpre$$!ons...|
When I walked alone to bring you back home,
I saw you standing waiting for a bus,
The bus, u never waited for.
You looked back tirelessly,
perturbed... but with hope!
Hopelessly, I walk up to you.
When I saw you there,
I saw a kid.
A kid annoyed with her mother.
Here, I come… my baby!
Come back home,
play the same old game,
But if you lose,
accept it with poise.
You don’t have to be a ‘mother’ all the time.
Bumpy boule'words'...
