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My Sons Part Two

I had to write part two so everyone can see My sons are not always sweet they do drive me crazy Being a mother is the hardest job there is to be one child is running down the block while the other one is up in the tree There's toys all over the couch there's toys all over the floor If I hurt my foot on one more toy They all going out the door The little one is screaming for no reason at all If I don't do something soon somebody's going to call the law They mock each other and won't stop the nagging They pick and tease each other and do to much bragging They fight over everything it's not your it's mine If they just learned to share everything would be fine They just run and jump all around while the oldest live on the phone I cant't wait until bedtime so that I can be all alone I'm finished cooking and cleaning take your bath it's time to lay Now i'm so excited because it's the end of the day Before I lay me down to sleep to the lord I pray Calgon will you please come and take me away

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 1/29/2010 11:36:00 AM
I waited for this and you did write it Faleshia. This is what a mother is all about. Enjoy it truly as time goes by so fast and they are grown. I loved your poem. Both parts. Love, Carol
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