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poem came out of a conversation on GoogleChat that I had with my
daughter on Wednesday morning. Her son woke up in the middle of the
night and needed some comfort and a humidifier for his stuffiness. I
copied our conversation into a document and then began to play with it,
because although you may think I always talk in rhyme, it doesn't happen
all the time. ~ Oh, no.
Anyway, I wrote this poem for
her, for me and for all moms (oh, how tempting to say "that be" at the
end, but I won't, because I do not talk in rhymes, my friend...sorry, it just came out).
Snotty and screamy and clingy last night,
Waking at moon-time no trace of sunlight,
She rocked you and gave you her mommy hug squeeze,
And then she was blessed with your best good-night sneeze.
The morning brought smiles all snotty and shiny;
Forgotten the nighttime all screamy and whiny.
With one snotty kiss and a nose rubbing hug,
All thoughts of last night were swept under the rug.
Mom's kisses can heal the worst of a pain,
But a kid’s well-timed hug can mess with your brain!
For moms soon forget those nights of despair
And sweet memories instead are placed there.
©Donna JT Smith, 3/28/13
I don't remember nearly as many difficult days as I do marvelous days with my children.