Mummy glue
I open
The door
She is awake
Mood is not good
Still she gets up
She makes me breakfast
She messes my hair up
Tries to smile
Gets me ready for school
Checks the book bag
Places the dinner money in an envelope
Wraps herself in a long coat
Walks me to school
Smiles again
Kisses me
I still say
She is mummy glue
She is keeping it together
She is holding it together
She is the glue
That keeps me together
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