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