Morning with daddy

a smile breaking from his lovely face
two rounded pink cheeck dimpling
eyes shone at the sight of the bustling street
outside the long dark car he rides in

He hates his tiny suit though
especially his little bow tie,
but he likes the smell of the white roses
his dad let him hold

He's glad that he get to spend the morning with dad,
Something good must have happen
because on normal days his dad will be gone by now
And today his dad is holding his hand inside the marvelous car

The car had stop now,
In a parking lot that he does not recognise
Suddenly he miss his mummy,
Because the strage place frighten him

What he doesn't know was that
his mummy is infact with him
Inside the weird long box with carving
And he got to spend the morning with his dad
Because they're going to bury his mummy