Her Sweet 42 Year-Old-Boy

She loved her forty-two year old boy, so completely,
He was her obedient little guy, 
His actions never made her sigh or cry.
She was glad to fold his laundry ever so neatly.

The arrangement was not one hundred percent sweetly,
As his dad was not totally on board.
Tried to move junior out, on his own accord.
To a studio apartment over in Wheatley.

Mama thought she could keep her baby rather neatly,
But he ran off with a bossy looking dame.
Who was soon wearing the family’s good name.
Now they’re living with Mom, in her basement, discreetly.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Coulstock Avatar
August 8, 2018 at 8:55 AM
Yes Caren some Mums want to feel needed and won’t let their children go or grow up.You’ve captured this very well in this write.
Krutsinger Avatar
August 8, 2018 at 7:02 PM
Thank you Sylvia. I do not understand this situation at all myself, my own three could not wait to leave. I barely remember them living at home.
Heathfield Avatar
August 6, 2018 at 1:51 PM
Great!! this sounds like my boys who are half the age!!!! Mom knows best lol, nicely put.
Krutsinger Avatar
August 6, 2018 at 2:51 PM
It is probably a lot like your sons, Jeffrey.
Makhakha Avatar
August 6, 2018 at 3:38 AM
The loneliness,the desertion clearly pportrayed
Krutsinger Avatar
August 6, 2018 at 6:07 AM
Thank you Moses. I know some 40 year olds like this.
Cunningham Avatar
August 6, 2018 at 3:21 AM
Some moms never let their kids grow up.
Krutsinger Avatar
August 6, 2018 at 6:07 AM
It is so sad to me Tom.
Boreham Avatar
August 6, 2018 at 12:49 AM
lol funny, good one :)
Gauthier Avatar
August 6, 2018 at 12:16 AM
That is my idea of a nightmare, Caren. But of course, that's exactly how you meant it! Well done.
Krutsinger Avatar
August 6, 2018 at 10:58 AM
I know a woman whose boys have never left home; she loves it and they are 46 and 44.
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