MUM'S TAXI
- Dark Poets Club
- May 26
- 1 min read
By Laura Quigley

My first act as a parent, so
precarious, I took you home.
Now I wait here for the ferry
and it’s raining and it’s cold.
The roads have turned to rivers,
the rivers oceans, but you know
I will drive against the tide.
I’ll be there to take you home.
However far you wander,
I am ready by the phone.
However bleak your journey,
I have been there. Yes, I know -
There’ll be nights you feel abandoned,
staring at the endless road,
but I will find you,
pull up beside you,
headlights shining.
We’ll turn on the radio.
I love to hear you sing.
I live to know your song.
As we travel, we sing stories
of all the people we have known.
Since the day of your arrival,
I have never felt alone.
So when at last this party’s over,
I’ll be there to take you home.