The Mum
The first to wake
Another day
Another show
Boom boom, shake shake
Sleepy yawns
Wakey wake
Supermarket run
I used to find them so much fun
Until she decided to scream and shout
Bring it on girl
Loud and all out
I’ll just go and hide on my cloud
Ready steady bake
Last to eat the cake
“Have you had some Mum?”
No darling, you take
Mechanical moves
Automated mind
Generally
I don’t mind
I’d like for you to shed me
Some kind
Spend some time
To simply find
It’s healthy at times to be blind
I push, I pull
Kids to school
I wish I were just
Horizontal in a pool
I could just walk out
“No mum that’s not cool”
Would I be such a fool?
But I’m the queen you know
I make the rules
The irritating whining song
A bell at the door
Ding-dong
I really need a manicure; it’s been so long
Door again
Ting tong
“What took you so long?”
I’m sorry
I was busy window-shopping in Hong Kong
“Where’s my glove mum?”
Deep breathes, play dumb
“Where’s my recorder mum?”
One, two, three
Numb numb
“Sweetheart bring me the remote”
Here darling, stick it up your bum
The first to wake
The first to leave home
I want to be first in bed some days
To sit around and just laze
I need a haircut, some highlights
“Are you listening mum?”
Always!
Copyright © Goldie Uttamchandani | Year Posted 2013
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