Too old for the mother side – Maria Renshaw
Too old, is what people will say
Too old to want mummy kisses for a hurt
Too old for comforting with some golden milk
Too old to come into my bed at night
But as I look down on your sleeping face
My heart skips a beat and my eyes weep
Too small, is what I want to say
Too small to want to walk ahead of me
Too small to decide you don’t need my hand
Too small to fall asleep alone
So I’ll hold you a little closer for a little longer
As my heart skips a beat and my eyes weep
© Maria Renshaw
Author bio: I am a mother of two gorgeous boys, Isaac (5) and Theo (3). I work part time as a maternity care assistant and volunteer at a local sling library and breastfeeding support group, so I love all things babies!
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