Ink Child

Mother.

Mom.

Mommy!

Are you up?

Good.

I have a story to tell you.

No, don’t go back to sleep.

It’s a good one I promise.

Not as good as

once upon a time

there was a girl who lived in a castle

and her name was Mommy,

but pretty good all the same.

Mommy lived in a castle,

overlooking a forest of motley fabric,

woven in fairy wings,

and painted silks.

Sometimes she made bricks out of minutes, hours and days,

building a tower high in the air.

But ink children loved to knock the blocks down.

That’s what children do you see.

Now it’s your turn.

Tell me a story.

Tell me my story.

It’s OK, I’ll stay up all night if you tell it.

Just make sure you tell it right.

Song Choice: LOL, because sometimes catering to the needs of ink children can be quite demanding I was in a silly mood and went with Little Girls from Annie performed by the fabulous Carol Burnett 

This is part of Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads Weekend Mini Challenge There's plenty of good poetry at the link