Friday 2 May 2008

A poem for the Moms out there

Today I left some dishes dirty,
the bed got made around 3:30.
The diapers soaked a little longer,
the odour grew a little stronger.
The crumbs I spilled the day before,
are staring at me from the floor.
The fingerprints there on the wall,
will likely be there till next fall.
The dirty streaks on those window panes,
will still be there next time it rains.
Shame on you, you sit and say,
just what did you do today?
I held a baby till he slept,
I held a toddler while he wept,
I played a game of hide and seek,
I squeezed a toy so it would squeak.
I pulled a wagon, sang a song,
taught a child right from wrong.
What did I do this whole day through?
Not much that shows, I guess that's true.
Unless you think that what I've done,
might be important to someone
With deep blue eyes and soft brown hair,
If that's true..I've done my share.


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