In the quiet of the evening, when my kid’s have gone to bed, Is when I stop to ponder, how on earth I am not dead? Another sunrise come and gone, I’ve made it through the day. Oh, how’s a mom to carry on, with so little time for play?
Cooking and cleaning, dirty clothes are piled up on the floor, “I’m hungry, mom” is all I hear, as they file in through the door. The chicken I made yesterday, has got me off the hook. With all the taxi rides I give, who’s got the time to cook?
When I get home from my day job, a school project waits, alas! Am I the only mother still attending science class? And don’t forget the family dog, who’s waiting there for you. He only wants some food and drink, and a little play time too.
Between the chores and lessons, there’s always some activity. I might as well accept the job, since they are counting on me! But when my day is over, and those endless tasks are done, I truly count my Blessings, and thank God for everyone!
Believe me...you are not the only Mother left in science class! I was there everyday for over 20 years..That may have been you I bumped into a few times..who knows? *grin*
Yes Cynthia, a Mother's work is never done, but there is such a grand reward at the end of each task!
Excellent write.
What an excellent poem Cynthia! You describe motherhood in the modern world to perfection! Beautifully done. Good to see you posting. Hope all is well!
Love,
Eileen
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on April 23, 2005
Cynthia, this is another typical well-written composition from your “Golden Mother’s Quill.” For it not be for the fantastic mothers like yourself of this spinning world, we all would still be drawing on cave walls… lol. Seriously, I enjoyed reading this timeless treasure, as I know how much love, compassion and effort you put forth to keep everything flowing in the right direction! Thanks for sharing your marvelous work and wonderful sense of humor. You’re an excellent Mom and partner.
Cyn this says it all and speaks out for working Moms everywhere. YOu are there voice and offer us a little glimpse into the world of motherhood. Us men sometimes need a little reminder of what it must be like. well done Cynthia
this is delightful, cynthia! i am not a parent, but i admire those who are, particularly those who adopt or those who raise children with disabilities! too bad more parents aren't like this; such a shame! well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
i write a lot about family or parenting myself in my stories, check 'em out! think you will like 'em! :)
A mother's work is never done, you've captured it vividly and perfectly! :) Mothers just don't birth the babies, they are nannies, doctors, teachers, referees, judge and jury...LOL
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Yes Cynthia, a Mother's work is never done, but there is such a grand reward at the end of each task!
Excellent write.
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Eileen
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
i write a lot about family or parenting myself in my stories, check 'em out! think you will like 'em! :)
A mother's work is never done, you've captured it vividly and perfectly! :) Mothers just don't birth the babies, they are nannies, doctors, teachers, referees, judge and jury...LOL
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)