Two Artists - Any Poem

Had been off school all week, just got over a cold. Its Friday, so Mum put going back to school on hold. Stormy outside and thunder clouds were about to form, But in winter Mum kept the house cozy and warm, Bored, nothing much to do, had played with all my toys, Wished I could be playing with all the other little boys. "I know" said Mum, "lets put a cake in the oven to bake, Then I will show you how to make a super milkshake." The cake was cooking and two glasses were on the shelf. She got the chocolate and I got the milk all by myself. So I lifted the bottle, but it did more than just tilt. Over the floor was a huge pond of creamy white milk. Mum looked at me and saw that I was about to cry. “Lets have some fun” said she with a wink of her eye. She handed me the squirter of thick chocolate sauce. “Let’s make pictures then we’ll clean it up of course” With chocolate sauce I drew a big dog, she drew a cat. Two fine artists making pictures on the floor we sat. She created a perfect memory for me that very day. One that I cherish and in my mind will always stay. These days Mum is keeping everyone warm in heaven, And now I am a man I remember that day when I was 7 I remember her sweet hands were as soft as silk And she taught me never to cry over spilled milk.