I do

This is a poem that Nina wrote a good few years ago but, given the circumstances, I thought it would be a good one to post now.

To Mummy from Nina

My mummy's very lazy, 

She never makes her bed.

She lies in 'till eleven,

She's such a sleepy head.

All she does is play piano 

Or violin instead,

And all these awful noises

Are fillin' up my head.

But then I know she loves me,

Her cuddles are so true.

I'll stay with her forever,

Least 'till she says "I do".

I am happy to inform you all that when the happy couple arrived home from their honeymoon, Nina was taken to live with her mummy. I am told that she is her usual self although still a little unsure of her surroundings.