I sat quietly
Hands in my lap, clasped.
Tighter than Mummy's lips were pursed,
Tick...Tick...Tick...
We didn't talk,
Or even look at each other.
Just stared, at him, like an audience,
Tick...Tick...Tick...
Daddy always said,
That when Mummy was quiet, I should be too.
Daddy didn't say anything now, his eyes were closed,
Tick...Tick...Tick...
Mummy let out a small whimper,
Like a dog, caught doing something naughty.
The red line went straight,
And the ticking stopped.
