Winter

What to you, me and our privileged son is Christmas, New Year’s eve,

barbeque parties, wine, warm blanket, snuggles, branded jackets,

coffee, waking up late, delayed flights ….

To them it’s the curse of a mother

whose little Ayesha’s hands will grow cold all night

and will not wake up the following morning …

600 litres of water they say
should be enough to wash this curse away...