Oh weary mother,
Don't give up!
Keep persevering,
Your time's not up!
I know it's hard,
This job you do.
The hours are long,
the accolades few.
Your strength grows thin
at the end of each day.
You try your best
to keep frustration at bay.
Sometimes the attitudes
are too much to bear.
There is so much whining,
It's just not fair!
Just trudge along, soldier,
don't give up the fight.
Keep on teaching them
what's wrong and what's right.
Keep on answering
all of their WHY's.
Keep on encouraging
all of their tries.
Don't give into weariness,
these days have a number!
Don't think of the hours
you have lost in slumber!
Your time will come
to sleep till dawn...
For before too long,
they will be gone.
There will be no more whining,
and no more fights,
no more deciding
who's wrong and who's right.
No more saying
"Because I said so!"
No more time
to watch them grow.
The job is tiresome!
But the rewards are great!
Your dedication can help
to determine their fate.
5 comments:
I love this!! I think I am going to print it out and put it on my fridge. What a shot in the arm!
Are you SURE the whining will end one day? :-)
Ditto what Lauren said... although the part I have a hard time believing is the sleep til dawn bit. :)
Dearest Beki,
I love your poetry. You express your feelings so beautifully. Being a mother, I know all of the things you write about so well, and feel that you have " hit the nail on the head" with each one.
Keep writing and telling about your experiences with being a mother, a wife, and the life you are living. It is great!
Gramma W
VERY GOOD! I'm going to print this too and also share it on my blog. You need to publish your poetry!!!
I really like your poems, the funny thing is that I think know him, I think Ive seen him at school and at youth group :)
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