Baby’s head

i.m. R J B

Remember how when you

fancied a pie it would

have to be steak and kidney?

You loved a ‘baby’s head’.

Proud dad, turning it out,

you proved it looked just like

a baby in a bonnet.

We smiled over it, once.

I found a baby doll’s

head in the bath today,

and it made me think of you.

It brought you back to life.