Brenda Atry Poet Light Verse

To My Children

To My Children

Your teeth are green.
Your hot breath reeks.
Your room is a mess.
Your clothing stinks.
Your voice is loud.
Your ears are deaf.
I am your maid
and personal chef.
I'm proud of you
and all your traits
Cause I'm the one
Who made you great.

Brenda Atry

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Justin Bordner October 4, 2012 at 1:01 PM The ultimate coach, the ageless avenger - J.A.B. %

Offor Ujunwa November 24, 2011 at 10:52 AM am not actually a mother but i can relate.truthfully written and quite funny.

Carol Sunshine Brown November 23, 2011 at 10:51 AM Congratulations on your well deserved poem being featured this week Brenda. Love, Carol

Dr.Ram Mehta November 21, 2011 at 5:24 PM Congratulations on your poem being featured this week, Brenda

Zzzzz Zzzzz May 2, 2011 at 4:37 AM Amusing and oh-so-true write!

Cyndi Macmillan April 13, 2011 at 8:58 PM LOL- love it. I was expecting something mushy and gushy and hallmark-y, but this, this is sooooooooo much better. Thanks for the laugh! Cyndi