Anger and upset mixed with love and despair
Reaching inside me to ask me to care
Doesn’t she know I’m already there?
What can I do, what can I say
To reassure this butterfly it’s all ok?
Is it me? Perfection I’m not
But the love I have is such a lot
Delilah my beauty, my shining star
Always know that I’m near you and never very far
Always your mummy that loves you so much
And the anger, the upset let it free from your clutch.
Lisa Brown July 2015