To Be Warm

What did I say last time – drudge, washing
dishes, peacemaker: - tonight a test of my
peacemaking abilities, my beloved and my
belligerent little girl at loggerheads because
her dad said she HAS to go to great trouble
to give him the right money as HE goes to
great trouble to provide her with a car - at
her mother’s expense – me (I don’t care)

But what can I say; so I told her I was going
to buy take-aways, what would she like, and
she was happy to accept – if I told her it was
her father who was going to buy the burgers
she would have refused - angry as she was 
when he said having a car was her privilege
not her right – another sleepless night – no,
tonight her temper did not ignite, all is safe

Daughter not angry at her dad because I
told her how ill he was last night, it scared
me so much – and she helps her mother
deal with the scare by being kind – what
a lovely family I have; now if only my son
would accept the extra blanket I threw on
his bed as the wind is growing colder and
colder and I want him to be warm…