My mum’s got the biggest hands
My mum’s got the longest fingers
My mum’s a magician
She makes with her magic hands
She makes with her magic fingers
She makes people fly
She lets people cry
She makes people dream
She makes people breathe
My mum’s got the biggest hands
My mum’s got the longest fingers
My mum’s a magician
She makes with her magic hands
She makes with her magic fingers
She makes me fly
She lets me cry
She makes me dream
She makes me breathe
My mum’s got the biggest hands
My mum’s got the longest fingers
If only she could have more
For me
To hide
In my sleeves
And keep
Endlessly
20.09.2018
(mój pierwszy wiersz dla dzieci po angielsku o mamie Orestesa, masażystce☺)
