Random thoughts, ideas, and just plain nonsense. Writing keeps my emotions in check... most of the time.
Friday, September 24, 2010
A Mother’s Work
The house is a wreck
I'm not lookin' pretty
Homework's not done
Floors feelin' gritty
Clothes need to be washed
And groceries need bought
Stain on the carpet's
Not even a thought
Yard needs to be raked
Have pains of hunger
So much to do and
I'm not getting younger
What did I do with
My day, do you ask?
I fulfilled the most
Important of tasks
I visited Mom
I visited Dad
I hugged them so tight
It made us all glad
I played with my kids
And walked in the park
Then we caught fireflies
When the sky fell dark
I tucked them in bed
And kissed them goodnight
Laid with my husband
And cuddled up tight
Forgot my housework
In the joy and natter
There's always tomorrow
If not, does it matter?
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1 comment:
Love the "A Mothers Work" Poem. Very sweet and Very true. You caught the Heart of a True Mom. :)
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