Joanna Garrido

Clickety Click

She left with a case, not even a note

Heels clicking she never turned back

Clickety click, clickety clack

 

Where’s mum - little faces pressed

against the glass, eyes searching 

Come away, says he, have your tea

 

She left for another, in her best coat

Heels clicking, she moved on with glee

Clickety clack, entertained on her back

 

Where’s mum- little cheeks stained 

with tears, still eyes searching

Get to bed, says he, you’ve still got me

 

She left for the new, her old life remote

Heels clacking, she felt they did click

Clickety clack, her heels left no track

 

Where’s mum - little hearts pleading

Eyes searching and searching 

Clickety clack, she’s not coming back.

 

29/01/19 JG