I disappear for months on end......just my life but I always come back!
You drive me to insanity
You make me doubt myself
You turn my life into a calamity
So stubborn, so sure of yourself
You scream and shout and stamp and cry
You pout and fold your arms
I hold my head and give a sigh
Immune to all my charms
I say yes and you say no
And round and round it goes
Here it comes. . . . . . . the final blow
The greatest of all shows
The stand off of all stand offs
Even Eastwood would be scared
Surprisingly the magic of Gandolf
Couldn't fight that stare
You close your eyes and yawn and stretch
I quickly sieze my chance
To bed you go with this I pledge
Tomorrow, no song and dance
Your rosey cheeks, your mouth pressed tight
An angel tucked in bed
Myself and this princess did we fight
Or was it all in a mothers head
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Author:
Jooles (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I know a lady who has a daughter and she always talks about what a nightmare she can be and makes it sound a if she's the only mother in the world with a difficult child. It makes me laugh. All parents and guardians know how difficult kids can be....especially little girls! Whether they are 2 of 12 ... kids are hard work but then they say sorry and look abashed or go peacefully to sleep and you just think. ....what?
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Wonderful! -- phoenix
Thank you 😊
You are right on about the kids, Moms and little girls. It is a tough job. And, sometimes thankless. But, Moms rule!
Lol we do don't we? 😉
Absolutely wonderful piece. Nothing like being a mom!--Christina
You can from me mad at them to thinking ....awww in 0.01 seconds lol
Thanks
Well written and expressed
Thank you
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