What Do I Do With All The Children′s Clothes?
Such Tiny Things That Still Smell Of Them And
The Footprints In The Hallway On To My Knees,
Scrub Them Away And How To Be Of
Use? Make The Tea And The Soup All Of
Their Favourites, Throw Them Away And All Their School
Books, And Their Running Shoes Washing Them Clean In
The Dirty Steel Sink Routine Keeps Me In
Line Helps Me Pass The Time Concentrates My Mind
Helps Me To Sleep And Keep Making Beds,
And Keep The Cat Fed Open The Windows, Let
The Air In And Keep The House Clean, And
Keep The Routine Paintings They Made Still Stuck To
The Fridge Keep Cleaning, Keep Ironing Cooking Their
Meals On The Stainless Steel Hob Keep Washing, Keep
Scrubbing Long Until The Dark Comes To Bruise The
Sky Deep In Debt To Night Routine Keeps
Me In Line Helps Me Pass The Time Helps
Me To Sleep Routine Keeps Me In Line
Helps Me Pass The Time-ime-ime Helps Me To Sleep
The Most Beautiful Morning Forever Like The Ones
From Far Off, Far Off Away With The Hum
Of The Bees In The Jasmine Sway Don't
Ever Let Go, Try To Let Go And Don′t
Ever Let Go, Try To Let Go Don't Ever