My mother tells me to drink my milk
"It'll help me grow tall" she says
But how can I drink milk when I hate it?
I use to drown in the substance
Okay with the taste
Now I hate the taste of milk in my mouth
She scolds me and says
"Drink your milk and grow tall one day don't regret till you're old and gray"
I don't drink milk now a days
I don't know why
Is it because I had no one to hold my milk bottle
No hold of a mother close to my heart
So when my mother says to drink my milk
I'll turn around and think
"I don't drink my milk because of the taste, I don't drink my milk because of the taste of you"
But I'll turn around and say
"Of course I will"
Cause my mother loves the taste of milk.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Milk and Tea
PuisiA collection of poems, short stories, and words that go great with a glass of milk and a cup of tea.
