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January 9 2015
When all of the children Are fast asleep, And Mama's had all of The trouble she can keep No reading gets done For this weary woman, It's off to dreamland For this worn-out woman. The laundry needs washing, The dishes need cleaning, But tomorrow can wait, For Mom has a date. A date that includes Three little boys, A date that includes Lots of cool toys. So quit preaching to me About my imperfect house, Quit having the urge To call me a louse. You see the dishes, The laundry, the messes, I see the wishes, The kisses, the blesses. Tomorrow they will Be too old for kisses, Tomorrow may be Too late to grant wishes. They're only little Like this for a while, Tomorrow I'll tackle That huge laundry pile. One day I'll watch them Walk 'cross a stage, One day I'll be a Very old sage. Old age can be nice, If you have lots of ice, To put on the owies, And that should suffice. How can I be Just 'high on thirty? How can it be My house is this dirty? For one day they grie Some wings of their own To go in the world And sow seeds of their own. Seeds sown with goodness, Mercy and love Sent down from Heaven From God up above.
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