A Recipe For All Mothers:

Today i left some dishes dirty;
the bed i made at 3.30
The nappies soaked a little longer,
the odour grew a little stronger.
The crumbs i split the day before
 are staring at me from the floor.
The fingerprints, there on the wall
 will likely still be there next fall.
The dirty streaks on the window panes
 will still be there next time it rains.
"Shame on you old lazy bones," i say,
"and just what have you done today?"

I nursed a baby till he slept,
I held a todler while he wept.
I played a game of hide and seek
I squeezed a toy, so it would squeak.
I pulled a wagon, sang a song,
taught a child right from wrong.
What did I do this whole day through?
Not much that shows I guess it's true...
Unless you think that what I've done
might be important to someone
With bright blue eyes and soft blonde hair
if that is true, I've done my share.

by Joanne Green

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