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For Constance's contest.. Haven .. 27/9/26
Haven
The work day over, the clock finally reads five.
I hurry home, driving fast, I finally feel alive;
I can be a mom again, there in my safe haven.
Its nice to be home - hope the kids are behaven.
No more accounts to balance no reconciliation.
I'm looking forward to well deserved relaxation.
I get quite a shock as I walk in the door.
It looks like the aftermath of world war four.
I pick up toys and what's left of an after school snack.
Maybe I should hop in the car and go straight back?
OOPS talking of the car, I forgot to stop at the shop.
Looking in the fridge, two eggs and one pork chop.
The kids help get the place tidy, they do all they can.
All ready for bed, the door bell rings, its the Pizza man.
The house is quiet, kids and I, happily watch a show.
I am blessed to have my safe haven, I'd like you to know.
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