the voice that calls


The hands that creep in and pull you to come
The voice which calls and whispers a hum
The feet that slowly exit the door
The nose that sniffs its way on the floor
The ears that listen to the singing and laughs
The heart that comes thumping and asks
“May i sleep with you tonight?”
And the good mommy says, “alright”.

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