One step forward, two steps back.
Is this the way to get ahead?
4 days working, 3 days off.
Why don't I want to get out of bed?
Pick up, put way, organize and cook,
that is a mom's job.
Why does that description not fit anyone else;
a husband, a daughter, or a son?
If only there were more hours in a day,
more days in a week.
If only this momma had more energy,
so chores wouldn't carry into next week.
Tis the life of a working mom;
time is at a premium.
Soon the kids will be grown and gone,
you hope you will have raised them.
Sure, they will function,
eat, sleep and breathe.
But will they be an integral part,
of the life they lead?
Or will they float along
doing very little,
because you weren't there,
to help solve every riddle.
Will they understand the facts of life?
Will they value hard work and strife?
Will they live, laugh, and love?
Will they respect the God above?
Will they have happy memories
of childhood fun?
Or will their memories be of
all the work that wasn't done.
Can we ever get ahead?
Or should we be content?
Is today good enough?
Of course it is, It's Heaven Sent.
-JPurcell 9-13-08
3 comments:
Aw, I like it! I suppose I won't fully appreciate it until the day I become a momma, but I like it just the same! :)
thanks. every once in awhile I get motivated to write a poem. when it happens, it comes out quickly. strange. I am sure you can relate when you get in a groove with your writing!
Jill,
I'm just getting caught up reading your blog! I put together a page awhile back and never finished getting it up and running. My life isn't that interesting I guess! Maybe someday I'll get back to it. I like your poem.....so many of my own thoughts! Actually, I was just thinking about that last night.....what will our kids remember about their experiences growing up? And we always worry about how they will turn out.....but I'm sure our parents worried too......and look at us :)
Love ya, Connie
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