Our Weekend

 Picking you up in your jammies,

Your hair still wet.

You hug your Mumma,

Say goodbye to your pets.

 

A movie with popcorn,

Reading Asterix in bed.

Sending you off to sleep

With a kiss on your head.

 

Pancakes for breakfast,

A broken down car.

We laugh about weird stuff

And love who we are.

 

Minecraft and Mario,

Rock climbing indoors.

Painting water colours,

Quiet peace when we pause.

 

I love you my daughter,

The bright joy that you bring.

I love being your Bubba

More than anything.

 

It is not your fault,

But when our time runs out,

I take you back to your Mum’s

And my light just goes out.