He had made it “specially”
With a sponge robin on the side.
Bright with crimson feathers
and two manic googly eyes.
The roof was newly tiled with tiny squares,
all stuck on firm.
A coloured cross of sequins decorated
the round door
And the marker scrawled upon the front
Said
“I love you Mum, I’m Rare!”
Reminds me of those little gifts I gave my mother and those my children gave me. I’m afraid I didn’t give them enough appreciation at the time.