an unexploded bomb called Mom

Not completed but I still wanted to share...

My Motherly Mess

Yes they are off…

we have not gotten the body count yet

…One is at the park the others, well you guess…

Yeah she is with a GUY

Hope she believes my words

Hope she doesn’t end up like me

Middle age mother of three…

no four…the boy, I forgot the boy

He will be off soon too

Unsupervised and free

Free to screw up his life just like his father

That’s my husband you see…

How can we make up the beds, cook all the dinners

Feed all these minds and still have regrets

Let me tell you…The beds are undone

the dinner is cold

the milk is spoiled

and I am old.

The children are leaving

the house will be clean

My stupid heart is grieving

I hope from my choices

they learn…

Don’t have four children

They just grow up and go

They leave you with clean sheets

no ribbons or bows

Nothing but stories of reasons you failed

 

Don’t have three children

The stories the same

You work your fool head off

But you still get the blame

Don’t have two children

Especially not girls

They show you how foolish you are to have

One…oh yeah the son…

Broken toys and skinned knees

Bicycles driven over

And talking disease

The girls are all wrong for him, how could it be

I’m his mother, if you want him,

you’ll have to go though me!

 

 

Author's Note

Please DO ignore grammer erros... I wrote this in my mourning... for my life is half over...What ever will I do with the rest? :) Please just be gentle if your kind enough to review..thank you

Reviews

[Voice]

It is true life is short but the secret is don't live for tomorrow live for today. Just think how much your kids still need and love you they may not always say it�heck they might say the opposite, but take it from a teen like me we love are parents no matter what we just like to be pains in the a*s. Lol it's true...

Voice

[Winter McPherson]

This is a scream! I loved it! I love how you even lose track of how many you have. Like old mother Hubbard. Very cute, yet tugs at your heart!

Favorite lines -

"Let me tell you�The beds are undone

the dinner is cold

the milk is spoiled

and I am old."

Oh honey, you're not old! And you have so much more raising to do.....and then there's the weddings, grandkids, babysitting....don't worry, you have many more years of wanting to pull your hair out! :)
Maybe one day you'll have enough time to pursue a writing career!