My Tummy Sparkled
My son when he was three
Had a favorite place which was on my knees.
With his head he would lay on my chest
When he wasn't feeling his best.
There were times I swear that I was put to the test.
It was the first time my child got sick.
He had never felt this ugly tick
Which hit him quick
And not when I would of picked.
I was sitting there that day
I heard my child say
Mommy my tummy sparkled this way.
My child turned his head with a little sway
And this cute little three year old proceeded to
Throw up on my work vest.
After I cleaned us both up I put him to bed for
Some much needed rest
With a prayer to God that by tomorrow he
Would have back his zest.
Then he would be able to go on another one
Of his adventurous quests.
This just goes to prove
That when my son says mommy my tummy
Sparkled this way
I know when to move.
Copyright © Bette Bavington | Year Posted 2018
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