Mothering poem.

They Wake Me Up

 

I live and breathe everyday –

Wake up to birds talking

Children ..feet going

tap, tap on my face

“what time? “ of course “I’m Late!”

All done in steps 1..2…3

Kids ready, breakfast serving, lunch preserving

I’m ready!

Moms job’s multi-tasker, everlasting..

Minimum wage

But the benefits are the rage

Would I trade?…………..

Give me day, all alone

No need for friends or any phones

Two hours in……..”this seems like a sin”

So instead I bake, clean and cook,

Bath, kisses and read books,

And do it again with some complaints

                                                              But… love my job, my life is fate.

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