Sometimes you go upstairs – new poem.


© David Milligan-Croft

Sometimes, you might hear a bang,
Like something has been knocked over.
And you shout out,
“Hey! What are you two up to?”

Sometimes, you go upstairs,
You know, to check on the girls.
To make sure they haven’t kicked off
Their duvets, or fallen out of bed.

But, when you go up,
You realise they’re not there anymore.
And, for a moment,
You thought life was like it was before.


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