My Forever Present

My forever Present Child
Forever consuming time
There for every moment
Never just for a while

Expect her arrival as you sit
Unable to watch action flick
Some piece of paper or stone in hand
A question about some forgien land

Most days spent cleaning her room
Broken toys and burst balloons
Old clothes stuck under her bed
A sticky substance, yellowish red

Rolled eyes and shoulder srugs
When I ask her about my broken mug
New uniform tattered and torn
A stain, for every day worn

Christmas movies in July
Confused look when I ask her why
Crumbs all over the sitting room floor
A self portrait on the kitchen door

My forever Present Child
Forever consuming time
There for every moment
Thank God, She's mine.