MY BOYS

My Fighting, trashing,
Eating machines
Lazy, crazy,
Video game fools
Teasing, playful,
Silly comedians

Stay up late;
Sleep till noon
The TV
Reigns supreme

The bathroom Is
Boys' Territory
Except
When it's time to
Clean it!

One kid Walks
With confidence high
Peers at the world
With a humorous,
Cynical eye
Not necessarily
His brothers' pal
But--
He generally is
His mother's!

The next
While not terribly shy
Keeps his world
Deep inside
No master of sports
(Or any chore!)
He adores to toil
In the soil
Bugs and beetles,
Ants and plants . . .
But FIRSTLY
He loves
Anything edible!

The youngest -
Ah, such a rogue
With wide expressive
Puppy Eyes
Daddy's boy
A pal and a pest
Instigating
Amusing
Little Prankster
Is The Pookster!

The Eldest -
My stepson
Finally nesting
On
His
Own
Discovering, now,
After
All
These
Years
That
Yes, yes, yes!!!
We Really
Did
KNOW
What We
Were Talking
About!

Yep
They nag, and test,
 and rebel,
They fight, and trash,
and
Inhale
My groceries before
I get them
In the door!

Ah, they love
To laugh.
And Drive Me
Looney

But
NIX them
And
I'm
NOTHING!