Mornings are the time
That I hate the most
Rushing to do anything
Even fixing toast
It never matters when I rise
I always feel behind
It's all the unexpected stuff
That puts me in a bind
I dress the kids and make the beds
It all seems very easy
But spilled juice and a ringing phone
Make me mad and kinda queasy
Some mornings are so bad
That though I try my best
What if simple chores aren't done?
Like getting MYSELF dressed?!
I know it will get better
As the kids grow and get older
But until that good day does arrive
I will cry on anyone's shoulder
And pray that things won't get too bad
Or that I won't come unglued
'Cause I'd hate to leave the house to find
I'm driving in the nude!
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Another good one.
ReplyDeleteLOL! You made me laugh! A very cute poem. Thanks for your wonderful creativity!!!
ReplyDeleteYes, mornings can be stressful. Sigh.
Have a blessed weekend. :~D
Hugs, e-Mom
Seriously, I can't get enough of your goofy poems. I totally FEEL ya! You've got to come link this for Fab Friday. :) Perspective is all we need eh? What's the worst that could happen? Driving in the nude is way up there and yet no harm done right. Hahahah, you crack me up. I love it!
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Yea, it worked. I love that you labeled it nude. Bet you'll get some crazy google hits from that one. YIKES ;) Oh and if you have a specific poem to link on Fri's (it doesn't have to be recent) you open the window on your blog for just that post and copy past it into Mr. Linkey. The way you did is fine but it links your whole blog so if the poem happens to be a few days old it won't automatically go there. Did that make sense?
ReplyDeleteVery cute and clever! I have mornings like that! Thanks for stopping by! Hope to see you again!
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