Mamma-Papa

Mamma-Papa

I'll still sit next to you
When your face is no longer beautiful

I'll still talk with you
When your hearing starts playing tricks

I'll still laugh at your jokes
That I would've already heard many times

I'll touch your forehead
When you complain of fever

I'll come to your rescue
When you have something to fear

I will respond
When you have something to say

I'll not smirk
At your dated ways

I'll not abruptly get up and go
Leaving you in mid-sentence

I'll behave honestly
And drop all pretence

I'll not go out
Without a warm hug

I'll look at you
As a sign of luck

I'll give you company
And not leave you alone

For I know, my dear
Man doesn't live on bread alone