A Mothers Limits

Now, I love my husband an awful lot But his cantankerous side is not so hot We tolerate each other’s choices But Football is a ‘no’ my inside voice says Personally, I have a fear of ancient twisted trees I WILL close my eyes, so guide me under them please My children are like a heard of fighting elephants There’s only so much my ear drums can take of their shouts and grunts My parents are great, (now my head can't find a rhyme) But I’ve have heard their stories from long ago one hundred million times! The love I have for my loved ones has no limits at all I will always be here with opened arms to catch them if they fall So, football, twisted trees, fighting elephants and old stories I have my limits I truly do but would I change things? No not really! For contest ’limitless’ 5th place win