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November 11, 2008 at 11:34 AM Goin' Crazy
Mary Welker
I'm going crazy, ain't it great?
No time for insanity, I'm running late.
I shuttle kids to and fro,
Get in the car, we've got to go.
What do you mean you've lost your shoes?
I don't have time for distressing news.
Run a brush through that hair,
Oh no, the baby's bottom's bare.
Found the shoes, the hair is neat,
Hurry now, get into your seat.
Yes, the baby is diaper clad,
Hurry now, I'm going mad.
Sit down stop fighting,
Tempers are igniting.
Wait! Don't hit your sister,
Watch out she'll get YOU, Mister.
My, things are getting loud,
You know this behavior is not allowed.
That's better, two minutes of calm,
For my soul that is needed balm.
Two little ones asleep in their seat,
The older ones finally quiet and neat
Though at times they make me weep,
These children are mine and them I'll keep.
Reader Comments (5)
what a great poem!
Also, the pictures you take are always so artistic. This one looks like something you'd see in a magazine.
Fantastic Poem. I also admire your talent with a camera. Congrats to Harmony on crawling!
Sounds so familiar.
I feel this way EVERY day of my life and I'm so grateful for it!! What a wonderful life....that of a mother.
Just for the record, I do hold the copyright to this work and permission must be granted to reproduce it. I'm likely to grant it if you drop me a line, tell me where you saw it and ask. Thank you, Mary Welker.