when I tucked you in under your pink quilt
with the green frogs on it,
I crawled into bed behind you and
I scratched your smooth back
while I sang
Scarborough Fair –
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme –
and stroked your round cheek
with the back of my hand
after the final refrain.
Then we felt each other’s muscles
For our daughter, when she was 7.