k u .co. mind our y think re #IFeelBetterWhen Poetry 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 Nabeel Mirza 78