The white pyjamas 


Tonight I put him in a silky white onesie, 

with Winnie the poo and tiger too

My favourite pyjamas,

He was so soft, my little kitty. He gave me big hugs,

Looking so edible in his little boy delight, pleased with how handsome he was. 

Strutting like a prize fighter, shoulders back, head up high

His moods are mercurial, flashing smiles one minute,

 lightning and storm clouds the next

He’s getting bigger by the day, 

easier to understand, conversational beyond the soother he twirls 

like a stogie.

My funny boy, 

my squishy man,

My little dude

I’ll hold your hand as long as you allow,

And hug you as much as I can now, 

before you grow up and away from me,

The way little boys do