It all began with the Brexit bus,
Promising aid to our NHS,
Bold phrases fuelled by repetition,
Key details lost by subtle omission.
Rejecting the notion of ‘Lacking trust’,
Politicians prefer to be ‘Levelling up’, with
‘World-beating stats’ and ‘Record highs’,
Even as Covid continues to rise.
You fed me with a spoon that day,
For the first time. A tear in your eye,
Delight at that memorable milestone,
And all those yet to come –
Such as learning to talk and handle a fork.
Then, I’d make that walk to school and see
My world open up in the blink of an eye.
All guided by you, my loving mum.