Of two of us, it’s safe to say, Twas her that had the rougher day
He hit me! Mum! She hit me first! I’ll hit you last! I’ll hit you worst!
‘K’ my daughter texted me
Just the other day.
What does that even mean?
What’s she trying to say?
Today I will do one kind thing
Oh, bravery of little bee, Pursuing foe relentlessly: Utterly fearless; Courage that's peerless. Protecting first her family. Oh the cowardliness of me, Running, squealing away from bee. She thinks me a bear. She's stuck in my hair! Me so big and her - tiny. The epic sagas they could write Of her heroic mien and [...]