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Stay At Home Mom

I spend my time changing diapers Wiping tiny faces and drying little tears My days are filled with giggles and wails Nights are symphonies of snuggles and hugs Never do I get time off or a needed vacation Even sick days are not granted to my position But I would never leave my position Not even if it meant no more diapers Or a three week long tropical vacation I don't mind quieting the tears I love getting paid in kisses and hugs Though I could still do without the wails I would love peace but I take the wails Because they come as part of the position They are often at least paired with the hugs Yes, I get tired of wet, stinky diapers But I get to be there to ease the tears And a toothless grin is better than a vacation Time at the park is like an all day vacation Sometimes those days pass with no wails And unless we skin a knee even no tears Then we get to cuddle in a sleepy position With sand and gravel still stuck to the diapers Holding each other tight in hour long hugs I love when they wake up and bring me hugs Naps are my own little mommy vacation Then off come grimy shirts and wet diapers Of course taking off tops always bring wails Until they see the bath toys all in position Then immediately giggles replace the tears We scrub away dirt and wash away tears Wrap up in soft cotton towels and hugs These are the moments I love my position And cannot image why I would need a vacation Then clothes being put on bring still more wails As they wiggle and turn while I fasten diapers Soon they won't need me for tears and I'll be able to take a vacation But I'll miss all the hugs and I'll even miss the I need you wails So I'll cherish every moment of my position until the next stinky diapers

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 5/12/2010 4:09:00 AM
So sweet!! keep sharing your wonderful ideas with us. my son is fixin' to be 11 and does not need me so much any more. but he is my heart.
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Date: 5/11/2010 9:12:00 PM
Bravo - well done with this challenging form. Loved it - Absolutely loved it!! This style sometimes reads forced and many times people need to write with broken sentences to fit the structure. Not you!!!! Nope you mastered the sestina. It does not feel forced at all. Bravo, I say, Bravo!!!!! Joe
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