"This is for you mamma," my son says.
He comes into the kitchen with a ring he's fashioned out of pink card, with a love heart stuck on it.
"Oh baby, thank you, that's so lovely," and I put it on and disappear back into my head.
Later we are watching Earthflight on telly. I've said he can stay up.
I can't stop the tears from falling
"Mummy look at that!" my son says turning to me
and sees that I'm crying
and says nothing
turns back to the tv
Keeping his hand in mine
down the bones of my face
While birds take flight
The child says nothing