In my daughters memories.....

One day I hope my daughter remembers,
All the times I picked her up and kissed her better,

How I spent night after night sitting with her

Whilst she was ill,

That it was me she cried out to when she woke

In the night scared or thirsty,

That I gave up meals to make sure she was fed

When we had next to no money,

That my bed became hers too many times to count!

And that I was a very effective hot water bottle as well.

I hope she can think fondly

Of the times we spent sitting,

Cutting & sticking, painting or stringing beads,

Of the times we played “go fish”, or Ispy,

And of course she won,

I’d like to think that one day she’ll have a kind thought

For all the times we sat on a bus and watched the world,

Or when I sat in the hospital waiting for her to come

Around from surgery.

And of course, there's all the children TV she made me watch too!

One day I hope my daughter will forgive me,

For the times I pestered her to have a shower,

Or change her clothes,

Or stop reading in the dark,

Or eat some breakfast,

Or brush her hair....

But most of all,

One day, I hope my daughter will just remember just how much I love her.