Felix Michael Atwood

I remember when your long arms
would surround me in the night
Those times when I had been bad
yet you would still tuck me in

There was the time you took
the old F-150 in to town
You didn't know I was in the back
I didn't know you brought a gun

I wondered why you went in the store
leaving the motor running
You hurried home, red lights flashed
the sheriff was not nice

I know I'll wake and you'll be gone
then I'll have to live with others
I know but I don't understand
you may be gone a long time

One more time, just one more time
so I won't fear the night
Tell me a story, pull the covers tight
please, before they take you away

Mamma, tuck me in one more time