MUM-HUGS ANNA LINDSAY

Anna Lindsay

red's my colour snuggled into the soft fleece of my pyjamas bought for you when winter's chill gnawed your age-frail bones one gust at a time

red's my colour warm PJ’s enfolding me in memories –quiet cocoas by dance-flamed fireside familiar anecdotes lovingly retold

red's my colour comforting my being with well-worn bedtime mum-hugs washed refreshed reclothing me nightly in more than fabric