Can of Worms

She was married and then divorced

Things seemed to happen that way

The children were confused, sometimes they'd fight

Sitting in their toys and games

To them she's mother and I am their friend

Who sits with them on his lap

And sleeps on the sofa on alternate weekends

No substitute for their dad

She's a very good mum

As she tries to explain

Everything that she can

But a child's mind is sharp

They imagine the worst

Sometimes can't understand

That there's so much to learn

When you open a can of worms

So to the park to play on the swings

To give their mother a break

When I saw their father walking down the path

Heading down towards the gate

I froze on the spot, heart in my throat

I hoped he'd not see us there

He soon disappeared and the kids on the slide

Were happy and unaware

I read the papers and made scrambled eggs

The kids got ready to leave

Their father was taking them for the weekend

With pocket money and sweets

They were excited as they waved goodbye

And I went straight back to bed

Their mother stood and watched as they drove away

Standing on the front door step