A Busy Mom
Every day is Mother’s Day
we clean, we cook, we sew,
costumes, for kids dress up play
then out to sport we go.
Cricket, swimming, basketball,
gymnastics, ballet too,
soothe away their tummy aches
as mums, that’s what we do.
Get up early, pack their lunch
then send them to their schools,
spick and span with polished shoes
to ensure they learn the rules.
Make their beds, and wash their clothes
sometimes put toys away,
help them with their math’s homework!
Times tables hear them say.
Bake birthday cakes, their candles light
play pass-the-parcel games,
host sleepovers with friend in tents
of course, you know their names.
Then, through the teen years drop them off
to parties with their mates,
buy them clothes to keep in style
so, they look good on dates.
Give them phones to keep in touch,
but you still foot the bill.
Give driving lessons in your car!
Pay for their license thrill.
Hug them tight when they move out
and hope they’ll pass this test,
shed tears on their wedding day
ensure you look your best.
Nurse their newborn baby child
delight in all they do,
proudly look upon your brood
it’s all because of you.
Yes, Mother’s Day never really ends
each day a new delight,
I would not swap a single one
I think I’ve got it right.
Copyright ©
Christine Watts
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