What I want to be
When I grow up,
Is just like you.
Not exactly the same,
That’s just daft,
Of course.
But to be
funny and silly,
and to talk to the animals.
I wonder if I'll ever be
A proper adult like you.
You do get cross
Too easily.
And sometimes, you
have the funniest views.
But what I really want,
When I grow up
Is to be just like you.
Do you think,
One day
Ill drive a tractor too?
To believe in fairies and spirits,
And witches, pixies
And magic.
And have an eye
like a magpie.
I hope when I am an adult
Ill understand people
In the way that you do.
To care for others
Without getting cross,
But still want to work in a morgue.
Im not sure
if this makes any sense
to anyone else.
But what I really want
When I grow up,
Mum,
Is to be just like you.
Monday, 27 July 2009
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