You, My Love

How old am I today?
Three going on four
No, I’m not
Fifty three almost fifty four
I like getting older
Remember me to me
All smiles,good girl, bright eyes and twinkled
Pink pongy skin that wrinkles at the wrist and knees
You my love
You’re my love
Strong lungs,sweet laugh,loud cries infrequent
Except when was delinquent
Did attempts to please you
My love
My love
My love
I did frisky [?] turn and fun
Then oner morning I loved the world came undone
No smiles sad girl eyes dark and distant
Suddenly so resistant
To the thought i’ve played

Weak breath ,gray skin restlessly resting
The [?] testing and a parable day of learning
But my love concern me

Dying
Dying
That hurt makes me sad
Very very sad
Losing every atom of myself I thought I had

House mice,good girl (white eyes that twinkle) eyes that twinkle
Skin that wrinkles
At the wrist and knees

Old am sick am
Never to waking
My little girl who was taken
By a cruel disease
You’re my love
My love
Yeah my love
My love
Yeah my love

Bar, Poppy’s asking for you
If he want’s to speak to me
He can come speak to me
He says it’s too cold
He’s scared of me
And that ,too
Bar, George really needs your help
Pull out the granite granny she’ll capture the woman’s boat

Everyone loves me
Everyone does love you
You don’t and don’t pretend you do
This is important to George
It’s important to to all of us
To poppy, to you George is up against a lot
And whose fault is that?
Well, not his
Have you been reading the author things
They’re saying about your son?
I can’t be bothered
Well you should be
My son
He’s your son
He’s the president
And they’re not just saying mean things about George
They’re saying mean things about his father,your husband
He is the president, too...once or to be
Oh no, I can’t believe you
I don’t wanna know anything
How can you say that?