Meg Endures the Daily Grind
Meg Endures the Daily Grind
By Elton Camp
To sleep in, Meg needn’t try
Others’ needs she can’t deny
There’s no break from that way
An early start comes to her day
A shrill cry from baby’s room arises
To awaken her kids of various sizes
His diaper is stinky, vile and rank
A bottle of milk he slowly drank
Through the house the others ran
Breakfast insistently to demand
Day continues as no delight
Cry, fuss, scream and fight
Meals to make, cleaning to do
To live that way, Meg does rue
The bedtime hassle soon at hand
It’s almost more than she can stand
Her parenting skills put to the test
Exhausted but little time to rest
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