Cosseted

 

 

Flimsy were his excuses,

All options were rebuffed,

Futile were the reassurances,

As he walked off in a huff.

 

Tense the scene seemed,

As more tantrums thrown,

His little world fell apart,

Signs of hunger were shown.

 

A hearty meal was had,

All was well once more,

There were still some things

He needed his mommy for.