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An Exhausted Mother

Walking on egg shells So's not to entice the beast Anxiety a comfort blanket Some warped form of release Words feel like paper cuts Quick with maximum effect My once babe in arms Looms in a shadow of disrespect Round after round Battered and bruised There is no winner in this But everything to lose Waiting for the bell To signal the end With a smile to those looking on We must pretend I hereby hold my hands up Sign the declaration and take cover Here stands behind my teenager An exhausted mother

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Marikate Kingston

Date: 6/26/2021 8:44:00 PM

Oh my gosh, so true. I went through the rolling eyes, mouth noises stage. Made me long for the "Mama uppy please" days. The swaddle bottle days. 'Pick your battles my dear" To my spouse, "Why weren't you here?" Now mature and lovely, I'm getting the "Mom, maybe you were right," vibes and even hugs! They're back. No more need 4 a shovel to get safely from her door to her bed :) Loved this very empathetic mom poem

Jo Hayton
Date: 6/27/2022 1:22:00 PM

Thank you so much, writing from such hard times, just got back on poetry soup after some time, but i love to write and i need to write, thank you so much again x

James Fraser

Date: 6/25/2021 2:09:00 PM

Sad, to powerful that a stanxe has been taken. Short poem that speaks thousands of words Jo :)

Jo Hayton
Date: 6/25/2021 3:50:00 PM

Hi James, i have been away a long time, but so pleased to be back, been raising my daughter and all be good, but now she has hit teens, its madness, so my need to get things off my chest and share, and just to be honest, reach out to this wonderful site again, i have missed it. x