I saw tears in dad's eyes,
Those black eyes were full...

There is no phase,
In unconditional love...

It could be me
Who could be on TV...

Life's door beckons,
Knock on me...

When love knows no barriers,
Boundaries do not matter...

A femur lies on a pile,
Eaten away in the centre...

Memories like the flash of daffodils,
Stream into my mind...

Miss I know that,
Eight times seven...

Mummy's having a baby,
I overheard daddy telling Granny...

My in-laws are in town,
So why am I wearing a frown...

Your hands tell me a tale,
A story of struggle...

A ship came a sailing,
Sailing into my port...