Under the covers
The flash light in my hand
Not wanting to turn it on
Know in deep what I might see
Not so distant yet so fresh
Knowing I should have been asleep
Played with torch light knowing for sure
Back rubs I would get for sleep deep sweet
In haste to grow up
Do when I could what I wanted
On my own now
Never did know I would yearn for your care disguised as rules
Last night when I came to visit you
Your genuine care
Your concern if I ate and to pack me food
To take with me when my visit ends
At night I wept under covers
Having said so rudely
I can take care of myself
For you not to worry
Kept thinking of times
When I as my own
Looked always for the lunch box
That I so ignorantly forgot home always
Tonight but Mom please
Look for me under the covers
Flash light in my hand I am still awake
For you to tell me and kiss me good night
© Satya Jell - 2009
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