Germolene on grazed knee,
Spitwash the tear streaked cheek,
Pride in new leather school satchel,
Mars Bar after tea on Saturday,
2/6d spends,
No, you can't have Beatle boots,
"It's my hair". "And you're my son. Get it cut"
Wet eyes at my wedding,
Smiles at grandchildren,
Not realising till she is gone.