When Mummy was Boss

I woke up, I was four years old
We were at war, so I was told
Were bombed at night, shelter did seek
Daddy came home two days a week

Mummy was boss, did everything
Took us to school, sometimes did sing
Then off to work, most mums did then
All took bus home, number fourteen

Spoke to manager, he agreed
We'd go there after school, good deed
Then play in the boxes out the back
Sometimes even given a snack

The shop where she worked closed at five
Caught bus home at six did arrive
Switched on lights she then cooked a meal
Blackout blinds drawn, cosy did feel

Bombing started the war was real
Hid under table scared did feel
I could feel her shaking with fright
And sometimes we stayed there all night

Was better when Daddy was home
Once when doodlebugs did moan
Said we're safe if we heard them drone
Mum's head shook hated being alone

But she managed she was a star
Now twinkling at us from afar
For everyday she showed her love
Bet that is her shining above

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